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Showing posts with label Lollipop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lollipop. Show all posts

Monday, 19 April 2021

The Yellow Peril Is Back!

 Money can't buy you friends but you get a better class of enemy - Spike Milligan
Welcome aboard my Wobbly Work Wheel 🎑
I actually get up before the alarm clock!
Makes hubby and me a cup of brew.
While I get dressed,
He makes the breakfast.
I wake both kids for school.
 Sloppy wet πŸ’‹ for everyone before I leave.
Big big sunglasses come on!
It was still a bit too cold for the summer coat to come on, I still had to strip off two layers as I was getting warm in my winter coat!
Now for the trusty Lollipop stick to use!
Waiting to turn on my lights...
I turn on my lights and walk down to start.
Only to see a lorry blocking one side of the road and blocking my view of cars coming!
He left after 10 minutes.
Car drivers had to get used to me swinging my Lollypop stick to get them to stop.
A few drivers failed....
I just rolled my eyes....
The parents were glad to see my back!
I was getting really warm in winter coat!
The Summer one is being worn in the afternoon!
I finished in one piece.
Time to get home to get changed!
Gets changed,
Quick coffee & apple.
Off to do new job.
Chat, coffee and clean.
No hoover was dropped off,
No hoovering could be done!
Once finished,
Back home.
I got changed again.
Coffee and lunch.
The washing machine finished.
All the cleaning cloths and my tarbard were hung on the line to dry.
Part 2 of Lollipop to do.
Sun is shining!
Summer coat and hat gets put on!
99% of car drivers were stopping.
The 1% kept going under my stick!
Finished in one piece.
Back home to get changed for the next new job.
I packed plenty of gloves and facemasks.
Off I went...
Oh dear here we go again.
I was stuck behind a tractor and waiting for the lines on the road to be in my favour.
The blue merc behind me tried to be smart and overtake me and the tractor in one go....
I overtook the tractor, he then did the same and overtook me.
He was still speeding past the Speed Camera.
I found like I was in the movie, Independence Day.
 My side of the road was clear, the other side of the road travelling back to Redditch was rammed.
Get to the work place.
I had introduction to the job...
Here goes:
The 30p extra an hour I was promised at the job interview last Thursday isn't going to happen!
The Supervisor is going to show me the ropes and help me.....
The previous cleaner didn't put receipts in for her cleaning stuff like I did!
(I'm not paying out of own pocket for things, but it's turning out like it for the evening job!)
What he showed me on their booklet about the different colours of things was just bullshit.
No different colour gloves...
The gloves they did, didn't fit my hands.
(Good job I bought my own)
There is only one red mop,
No green or blue mop.
The Supervisor showed me the moveable trolley.
She only gave me 3 cloths.
I set to work.
Oh dear, not enough black bags...
Back to the cleaning cupboard.
I grabbed more cloths as I am not using just one cloth to clean 9 sets of toilets!
The Henry Hoover vac they gave me to use.
 Oh dear.
Wrong lid
(It fails to latch to the body of Henry)
Then it wouldn't suck nothing.
Plus the vac bags they said would fit, didn't! 
My time of 7.30pm had long gone.
The Supervisor said goodbye and left me to carry on at 8pm.
I watched the sun going down...
In the end I had to borrow her hoover to finish the stairs.
I used the lift for the final time to put my cleaning trolley in the cleaner's cupboard.
Once I finished it was 8.40pm!
Texted hubby to put my tea in the oven.
At least it was quiet on the road when I got home and yes it was dark!
I had a lovely stir fry for my late tea.
I sent a email to the man who interviewed me, asking if I am going to paid for going over my time?
I will see what he says to that!
I just had a quick look at today's newspaper.
I was too tired to read it...
I was that tired, I didn't even want a sleep tea!
Straight out like a light! 



 


 
 
 

 


 

 
 


 

Wednesday, 9 December 2020

Feeling Croaky Like A Frog!

Fallacies do not cease to be fallacies because they become fashions - GK Chesterton
Welcome to my Hump of the WeekπŸͺ
Brew with hug.
Breakfast.
Christmas clothes once more...
Got to save myself from falling into despair!
Out into the cold air I go.
No need to scrape Sexy Beast either which was an added bonus!
Gave hubby a sloppy wet πŸ’‹ and off to do my 🍭 job.
The car drivers are behaving themselves by actually stopping...
We shall see when that wears off...
Finished in one piece.
Back home for coffee...
Now to change over the CD in Sexy Beast.
Off to do some singing along:
Takes a look in the newspaper when I get where I got to be.
 Joan  Armatrading, CBE  is a British singer-songwriter and guitarist.
A three-time Grammy Award nominee, Armatrading has also been nominated twice for BRIT Awards as Best Female Artist. She received an Ivor Novello Award for Outstanding Contemporary Song Collection in 1996.
In a recording career spanning nearly 50 years, Armatrading has released 19 studio albums, as well as several live albums and compilations. 
She is 70 years old 🎈

I looks actually the fields of fun↓
Another Christmas Party.
One great Christmas being played over and over. The one I hate being sung along with.
I made my exit.
Back to the safety of Sexy Beast...
Now for the mystery year...
Back home.
Light lunch↓
Back out again for final Lollipop shift of the day.
The traffic was really building up, I still got the kids and parents over the road safely.
Got talking to people after I finished.
I writes yesterday's blog.
Puts the tea in the oven.
As soon as hubby comes home.
He has a nice sloppy wet πŸ’‹
Tea is served.
We are now building up to the last few episodes of Season 13 of Hell's Kitchen.
Still not very well.
Creaky voice and sore throat not helping...
Off for another early night....
No humping either involved!


 


 



 

 
 


Monday, 12 October 2020

Bigger One Needed?

 The world is my country, all menkind are my brethren, and to do good is my religion - Thomas Paine
Welcome to my Monday🎈
Let's see how Monday goes...
Brew and Hug time.
Breakfast.
Dressed.
I gave everyone their wet sloppy πŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ’‹
Out I go.
 It's looking a bit cloudy.
I hope we don't get no rain.
As soon as I start, the clowns are out.
 One silver BMW didn't want to wait for me to cross back on the pavement, he drove round my hand, up on the pavement and drove off. Later on, one black Mercedes was one inch away from having his windscreen smashed, as he failed to stop.
It's going to be one of those days!
I finished in one piece.
Back home.
Much needed coffee after this morning's fun↓
Time for another CD in the car...
I had a quick read of the newspaper..
Sam Moore,is an American vocalist who was a member of the soul and R&B group Sam & Dave from 1961 to 1981. He is a member of the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, the Grammy Hall of Fame (for "Soul Man"), and the Vocal Group Hall of Fame.He is 85 years old 🎈
David Vanian  is an English rock musician, and lead singer of the punk rock band the Damned. Formed in 1976 in London, the Damned were the first British punk band to release a single, release an album, have a record hit the UK charts, and tour the United States. With a fluid line-up since their founding, Vanian has been the only ever-present member. His rich baritone voice has been described as "impressively sonorous. He is 64 years old 🎈
 I looked across the fields of fun↓
I hope the rain keeps off.
I do my bit.
Then it's back to the singing...
Back home...
Light lunch↓
It nicely raining..
Sexy lumo trousers have to be worn.
Back out in the rain I go.
While I am waiting to start, I see the silver BMW from this morning.
I go over and take the reg number of the car.
When I start on duty, a little bit later, the man is once again drivng the silver BMW and drives past me(on the road not  the pavement this time).
Good job I have my lumo trousers on as it's heavy rain time.
A few cars don't seem to understand the word STOP on my stick...
Bigger stick needed perhaps???
When I get home.
The younger son has an anger meltdown, throwing stuff around, half his stuff down the stairs from his room. 5 friends were taking the piss out the facemask I made him.
Now he is taking it out on us!
He wants different facemasks, 3,.....
I need a big hug off my hubby when he comes home.
Hubby tries to sort out this anger managerment problems.
While I get out the sewing machine..
Hubby emails the school about this situation.
Quick Stir-Fry.
Back to the sewing of the facemasks.
Then I have to go down to work.
Starts off with a big tune...
I gets back to find there is going to be a problem with the housesale of my late dad's house just to add more things to the mix today!
I manage to catch up with yesterday's blog post...
With a nice cup of Sleep Tea.
"No doggy after the day I have had!"