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Ah, that time of year again when they heard a bunch of smelly oddballs into the sweatiest little lock-up in Belfast and let us all fight over a bunch of old books that even BELB doesn't want to know about. Or to put it another way, the annual library sale is on again. After yesterday's fiasco I made my way down to it a good two hours later than I anticipated, having made the mistake of leaving the house coatless on a day when rain was predicted. A good long hike in boiling drizzle followed, with nought but a light shirt for protection. Fun! Still, I got there in the end and walked away my usual contended self, laden down with books on sea-birds, Europe, Everton and, rather wonderfully, Hyacinth Bucket's Book of Etiquette for the Socially Less Fortunate. Could there be much better than laying your hands on a Keeping Up Appearances book for a song? Well, probably but still. Plus I even touched for a copy of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam for twenty of your new pence. Just bloody excellent. I suspect I may break protocol and return to the town tomorrow to pick up more grand crap. Admittedly town on a Saturday is a hellish prospect due to the sheer volume of annoying teenagers in their respective uniforms of those ghastly hooded tops with the horizontal stripes or the black hooded tops bearing the legends of woefully inept bands with delightfully upbeat names such as My Chemical Romance or Funeral for a Friend but needs must when Old Scratch is driving and all that.

In the nastiness of the real world however, I see that the not-so great dictator Bertie Ahern is about to win another term to continue his corruption-riddled crap conservatism that would be baulked at even in parts of Latin America. In the sainted words of Apu Nahasapeemapetilon where's a gun-totting low-life when you need one?


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