Last night...

...5th night shift.
Feeling better than I was last night, still woke up feeling sick but not wanting to be sick if you know what I mean.

And we sent out for a curry tonight.

And it was just magic.


Found a web site about the place I grew up in, even recognised some references to things that happened when I was at Primary - The Mummies that were after the primary ones, Mollies the paper shop, The Record Rendevous and Steptoe who chased you when us weans tormented him, and even Farmer Kelly's got a mention. Some Farm. A wee shed with 2 pigs in it and a couple of hens scratching around - but to us weans from tenements and multi-storey flats it was a real farm.

And the smell of shite from the pigs would have choked a horse.


Theres a big match at Hampden tonight. Was thinking about going straight to the van this morning to sleep and come back in @ midnight to pick up the cats but I was told that its 2 Edinburgh teams that are playing, that the match is being shown live on BBC1, that the tickets havnt been selling that great so I'll chance getting a kip and getting up @ dinnertime in the hope that the polis wont have lifted the motor.

Hopefully it also means I'll miss out on smelling the polis horses shite as well. Sometimes the bloody street is hummin' with the stench.