Terrible quiet now that it is off season but sure I come up to the hut anyway to listen to Radio 4 and watch the wind and do the crossword.  No rain today so took the opportunity to clean the little gutters that were full of moss and, for some reason I can’t quite fathom, Skittles.  Maybe the birds do be eating them?

Dream Job

Anyway I had a coupon for this crowd of innovative disruptors or disruptive innovators or whatever you call it in Sligo that said they could increase throughflow at the Cliff Experience by 80% and after the coupon it only cost 65 Euro so I gave it a lash and filled out their stupid questionnaire form online and sent it off.


So this morning this envelope arrives and with this feckin perspex sign in it.  Apparently I am to put this sign up where my whole “team’ can see it.  I could got new shoes with that 65 Euro.  I suppose I’ll put it up in the shop, that’s where most people will see it.




Dream JobQuiet enough today, all the same.  Two Yanks in a puce-coloured Range Rover looking for Zero Zero L.A.  What? says I.  ZERO ZERO L A says the wife all slow and loud like I’m dense.  Then the husband repeats it.  (They both keep calling each other Whitney for some reason.)  Show it to me on the map, says I.  Of course they have no map and he hands me a phone the size of a portable telly with a map up on it.  There! says he.  Oola? says I.  You want to go to Oola?  Well you’re way off the mark.  How did you end up here?  We were following the GPS, says she.  That’s do it, says I.  Anyway I put them on the right road.

The young fellah of the Deasys came out in the afternoon to take a look at the septic tank.  Told me he’d just been in the Canaries on holidays.  Couldn’t get over how few canaries there were.  Never candidates for the astrophysics the Deasys.  Nice people though.