Saturday, 19 April 2014

PS - I get twice as many views on here when I don't post anything. Is someone trying to tell me something - my views have increased daily over the last two weeks to almost stratospheric proportions.


I think it's Easter, I'm not entirely sure.

I've been away - figuratively and sometimes physically. I've spent the last 2 weeks working incredibly hard, I was still working at 1am last night and I'm working over the weekend (at home, for a change) - basically - I'm at the stage where I just do anything that comes my way.

I've earned loads of money this month - spurned on by the fact that I had a £15k drop in income last year - that pissed me off, and I have bills piled to the ceiling, including a massive fine from the inland revenue that just can't be right. Part of the time I've been working in London (£60 per day in train fares, 2.5 hours each way ) and part of the time in Brighton. I also had to train a clients assistant 'how to be a designer' for a day. Turned out she was lovely and really bright - that helped.

I'm feeling pretty light headed with it all - but I've done some pretty good work and I've been keeping on top of things. I worked in the studio yesterday and went so far as to even sort out the recycling.

Easter - for that is what it is - has passed me by totally. Not interested, don't have the time. The insurance people are still being cunts and I don't seem to be having much luck with roofers or builders. The cherry tree in my garden is in full bloom and large numbers of butterflies that seem to have been hibernating in my loft have had to be rescued and taken outside.

A friend came round to the house for the first time yesterday - her only real comment was 'I can see it's a work in progress'.

The falling down house at the end of my road is being refurbished and the house behind me where the drunk woman lived is now finished and on the market. The big double fronted house a few doors away on the corner is fully scaffolded and being painted - looks really smart already.

I have a few things to do today and then I'm going to spend the rest of the weekend working. I'm not complaining.

I have loads of invoices waiting to be paid, I've never been owed so much - which is ironic and comic, because I'm literally broke - have about 40 quid left. If someone doesn't pay me soon I'll have to borrow money. Slightly embarrassing - but the cost of living is absurd - at times like this I wish I still had credit cards (almost). I'm not that bothered - I know I have plenty coming in - but it's annoying. I suppose it has the unexpected benefit that I'm not actually spending any money (I can live on literally nothing ) and I have no debt - that's astonishing in this day and age, and things could be worse.

I've been hitting the coffee pot very hard recently - and as a result - been getting palpitations, so I've opened up the first packet of the fair trade expensive decaffeinated ground coffee I bought a few weeks ago at half price, I was expecting it to taste of nothing - but it's actually pretty good!

I had a minor triumph this week - I was in an all day meeting with a couple of people I'm working with - both senior to me, and a director of the company - (who is REALLY) important bought us lunch, hadn't expected that - she came in with a really lovely set of salads and fresh orange juices that she'd just bought on The Kings Road - unfortunately - they were all chicken salads with bacon and avocado, for most of my life I'd have been too shy, insecure and cowardly to tell them I didn't eat meat - and just got on with it , not wanting to make a fuss, and felt wretched for weeks after ward - this time, I managed to just tell them, apologised, made a joke of it - and it was fine. Negotiating social situations like that has always been a nightmare for me. I might have finally started growing up. (I'm 47)

Sunday, 6 April 2014

Sunday Afternoon

Up early - as it's the 6th of April, submitted my tax returns before 8am. There is a fatal flaw with the Self Employed system here - the whole 'forward' and 'on account' ting does not really take into account people with irregular incomes - and the systems you follow to try and compensate are really difficult to understand. It takes a couple of days for the revenue to digest numbers usually - I'll have a look later this week and see how it's amended my payments this year and next.

Wet, grey, dreary day. Up early means a decent cooked breakfast - alas, today - I'd agreed to drop in on a neighbour afterwards - who had... cooked me a breakfast, so I had two. As a result - spent the afternoon asleep and feel like I've been under a general anaesthetic. Day wasted.

Have stuff to do tonight - sop I hope I wake up soon - I'm thinking of making some coffee.

I managed to get into a complete mess with log In's and passwords earlier - I connected my old iPhone to the internet and everything else decided to become self aware and decided to make decisions without me - I've now had to create a new suite of passwords. Annoying isn't even half way.

The Boat race. Don't get me started.

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Totally random collection of unrelated images


Up early - finished repairing the render at the front of the house. Needs at least week to dry. Next weekend I'll be scraping off any loose paint above the bay window and starting the first bit of painting. I spent part of today up a ladder. I'm not good with heights, I didn't enjoy it.

The quote finally came from the builder - it was a mess. All the wrong thins in the wrong order, jobs mixed up and over priced. Have someone else coming on Monday morning. If I behaved like that - nobody would ever employ me.

Talking work - completed my tax returns already - submitting them tomorrow morning, first possible day. As I expected - my income was down last year, rather more than I thought - about £15k, despite working just as hard as ever - it was a rubbish year. I have already earned 25% of last years income in the last month - however - it was a better than usual month and I doubt that it will carry on like that. Very depressing. I really don't know how I get through life - I have a pile of bills to pay this month already , water, council tax, studio, mobile phone, telephone and broadband - that's over £400, not including my mortgage. Going through the figures reminded me how little money I spend on myself. It was also interesting to compare how things have changed over the years. I spend far less on materials, research and reference now that most things are digital - and for the first time ever - I have put down £0.00 for postal services and couriers.

I have a considerable amount of money owed to me this month already - and loads of work on, but as usual - cash flow rears it's ugly head and I am going to run out of money well before the end of the month again - have not really thought about that one yet.

The Maria Miller thing is a disgrace - her attitude, and the 'back off - it's all over' stance from the PM makes my blood boil.

I just cut the small dogs coat for the warmer weather - took an hour - she hates me now.

Started watching Masterchef - but it's past it's prime and really not worth the effort now. Reminded me why I don't have a TV.

They are putting up LED lighting in all the local streets - I am one of the few roads that has not been changed over yet - hope it comes soon, much better than sodium lighting, and you can see the stars!

I went into the COOP earlier - it was packed to the doors, so I was right about them not having to worry about Tesco. There were even some annoying middle class parents with giant, overpriced buggies - the kind that block the aisle while the parents ignore you and look down their noses. The middle classes have finally discovered Ore.

They have started stripping out the house at the end of the road, the one that is almost falling down - looks like a 'civilian' has bought it rather than a builder - that's quite interesting - another reason for me to get a move on and make the front of the house look better.

My first girlfriend, from when I was about 16 - has found me on facebook. We are now 'friends' but she hasn't spoken to me. To my surprise, she is an occupational therapist - which is exactly what she always wanted to be. She looks really well - considering she is only a year younger than me, she could easily pass for 10. That's a big part of my life I've not thought about in years - and don't really intend to start.