shamanwolf

As the lovely Ash so rightly commented it is time for an update from Jamieville. I would have updated earlier but my Loubie has been using the computer-mi-jig a lot recently as she is doing a Diploma in Management and has been doing her assignment. This now being completed I am free to let you all in on events hereabouts.

If this weekend was printed in the press the headline would read;

Blackbird Death Stalks Bassist !

Or:

Illness Strikes after Porn Advertising Spree !

Wot ?

I shall endevour to explain.

Knowing that the pc would be occupied all weekend I decided that I would try to link my so far half hearted attempts to loose a little more weight with a spot of SG advertising. So thought I, I will dig out the old bicycle and go out stickering, wot a fab idea I think and after about half an hour of rooting through the shed for the bike I set off. Within 10 mins I am back ringing the door bell (upsetting Loubie who wants some peace to work) as I realise I'm not gunna get far without some water to drink on my travels. As she answers the door two rather large Magpies swoop down from the trees opposite and Loubie goes running up the road after them, I think they must be diveboming our cat so I follow. When I get there these two bastard Magpies are pecking the shit out of a female blackbird. Quickly dismissed from the scene by Loubie's shouts the Magpies head for the hills (ok trees). Loubie is upset, so I have to pick up the injured Blackbird to try to save it. Now I'm not a vet nor do I possess any knowledge of birdology so cradled gently in my hands the blackbird passes away. We give her a proper burial and rather saddend Loubie goes back to her assignment and I cycle off to advertise a certain website.

Well I ride about 15 miles applying stickers to any surfaces that deem worthy. Then I decide that aterd posting around 70 stickers that as I am passing a local ale house I should reward myself with a pint. So that is just what I do. Then felling refreshed I ride home.

Loubie comments that I am acting drunk, "no way" say I "I've only had the one". By 9:00 I am completely out of it
wobbling about can't concentrate, slurring, rampaging headache and I'm queezy as hell. Wots wrong with me.... bloody sunstroke!!!!
So off to bed for the worst nights sleep in years, nighmares, breathlessness, headaches, dizzy spells, hot flushes, shivering !!! Great!

So after a long long nite morning arives Loubie continues her assignment as I sit in the study (backroom) feeling sorry for myself and feeling more than a little


We are distracted from our work/suffering by our cat being divebomed in the garden by two male Blackbirds!!! Again we rush out (as best I could I hasten to add) to find wait for it...

A dying female Blackbird again I gradle it till it dies on me. A 2nd Blackbird funeral later worsened by wot is obviously it's mate chirping mournfully in the apple tree I decide I cant face the day and go back to bed.

So I stay in bed till this morning and dispite being worse I accompamy Loubie Amy and Amys friend Jade to the craft fair at Gatcombe Park. Ok so I can see stickering oppertunities here too, imagine it, an SG sticker at Princess Annes House!! Anyway no such luck too many upper class crafty types. We sit down at 4 for tea as one does at such occasions, and within seconds a scalding hot cup of tea gets blown over Jade scalding her, we manage to stop any major injury to a 12 year old by obtaining a bowl of cold water from a nearby burger wagon. So we decide to head home as Jade is sodden.

We drive out of Gatcombe straight into a low flying suicidal bloody Blackbird!!!!!



Three strikes n I'm out.

R.I.P little birdies I guess it just wasn't any of our weekends.



JD