29th October 2018
There was still a lot of work to do on the radio cabinet, I had given it a rough coat of paint mostly to show up the flaws and blemishes. Out came the “Bondo” again. All the internal pieces had been stained and finished, so it was just the back panel to cut.
There are the regular people that I see most days I’m in the garage, they say hi and I wave. The regular cars that passed, I know them by their sound. There is a throaty V8 truck that passes, that is my clock, he throbs by at just after five thirty every week day. I see the dog walkers, the old jogger, and the big guy who walks past after visiting the corner store every afternoon. He has had a number of heart related problems, so the fact that he is able to remain mobile is testament to medical science, however I always have a set of jump leads handy.
Greer had some good news to share, she had been offered a position of assistant manager at the local corner shop and deli. Does this mean cheap food in the future? ah, nope, but it is good for her confidence, if not our tummies. This meant a celebration down at New Holland, and a chance for me to order the black bean burger yet again. I have been tempted to change my name to Black Bean Pete, or Black Bean Butt, I will answer to both.
Another Lifetime to go 