The old git is back

couldn't let this one go by!

it's been a while now since the fickle finger found its' way around the keyboard, hasn't it? bit of a difficult time lately. Recently four of my close friends had lost their fight against " C ". I've read a lot of blogs since my last post, some about cancer,some about gardening, but mostly those associated with model railways !! and decided that if there is just one person out there who enjoys reading my blog, then it's worthwhile starting up again. Sooooooooooooooooo, off we go. rum te tiddly tum de dum (musical interlude )

Here is a little something that happened to me today.

My darling son, who will be 14 years old next week, who is only 1 inch shorter than me, ( I am 6 ft ) and as skinny as a rake ( if he stands sideways and sticks his tongue out, you would swear that he looks like a zip fastener ) has outgrown  his bed, so as I just happened to be in town this morning, I thought I would pop into the bed shop ( "litierie", here in france) to see what they had. Ummmmmmmmmmmm.

Never ceases to amaze me, the way some french people have, of looking at you as if you have just arrived from planet zog and have no idea whatsoever of the way the earth people live or what they do.

Anyway, duly arrived at said bed shop, one car parked up, plenty of customers then !! it's kind of slightly before you arrive in the town and a square uninspiring box the likes of which the french are so fond of, so much so, they build them everywhere. LITIERIE, the big sign said, this is it then thinks I.  The first hurdle is to negotiate the front door, is it bi-sexual ( one that swings both ways ) or is it push or pull ? no sign, so I push, then I pulled, and open sezame, I'm inside surrounded by about twenty fridges and freezers, I'm awoken from my amazement by the loudest BING BONG ( to alert the minions of my presence ) and all one of him came scuttling out from the office, followed later by an older female minion, who I took to be the manageress. " have you got any beds in your bed shop?" I enquired. "yep, past the cookers and hobs and other sundry electrical appliances". Off I trogged, and found about 15 beds all double and all extremely expensive. 5, 6, 800 euros and that was just the base, 300 for the mattress and 200 for the headboard. That's over 1000 euros for a friggin bed. If I pay that much for something I want an engine in it !!!!
Back to the desk, perhaps they have something cheaper in a single.
"Hi, I'm looking for a single bed with drawers underneath for my son, do you have any?)
"We can order any of the doubles you see here as a single"
"But none of them have draws underneath"
"We don't do furniture" (first of the planet zog looks)
"But I don't want a chest of drawers or dressing table, just a bed with drawers underneath"
"We have beds where the top hinges and there is a big box under it"
"No thanks, I want drawers"
"We don't do furniture"  (2nd planet zog look)
The manageress then decided to join in with a third planet zog look and reiterated that the shop did not sell furniture and that I would be better off going to IKEA to find what my heart desired.

Soooooooooooo, a bed with a box under with a hinged top, is a bed. I'm ok with that, but a bed with drawers under is not a bed, it is furniture !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHO ARE THE ONES FROM PLANET ZOG ????

Thank God for IKEA and the interwebby thing eh!!

I have decided to start over again with my blog, you'll find a continuation if you would like to come with me over on afartinfrance

It would be nice to see you there and thanks for reading my musings