Nicky - Well, I started gardening. It began with a bit of a trim of the hedge, and ended up a full blown assault of the yard. Tim and I flew through it. Like Cyclone Larry. It was all going well, until the last day. We were at the dump when I dropped a besser brick on my foot. Luckily I had two RDO’s to rest my now suspected broken little toe. It’ll be fun shoving it into a gum boot at work tomorrow.

Tim is also sporting a wound. A piece of metal embedded an inch into his arm. He ended up at the Doctor for a tetnus shot. I, on the other hand, had refused to go to the Doctor, because we all know the drill -

Doctor: OK, I think it might be broken. we will send you for an x-ray.

Nicky: Is this really necessary?

Doctor: Yes.

Imagine spending your whole day off waiting at the x-ray clinic with a heap of sick people. Then, when you go back to the Doctor, he says, “Well, it’s broken, but there is nothing we can do about it. We’ll just strap two toes together.” Why don’t they tell you that in the first place and save us all bother. After half a bottle of wine, the pain started to dull. Let me tell you people, it’s just not enough. So, when the sun went down  I hobbled inside to have a shower and settle for the night. I am doing some knitting. I know, don’t laugh too hard. I am quite good at knitting sqares. I’m making a bedspread for my bedroom, and at the rate I’m going, it should be done by 2012, about Juneish. Until next time, Happy TVing.

Tim - Well, because this is a social experiment I went and watched TV today, to see how I would cope. Well, let’s just say that I am well and truly over all the sitcoms and dramas that float around the stations. However, on the other hand, something interesting happened. I was watching a science and discovery show on vehicles of the future. It stimulated my mind, and I came up with an invention of my own. The idea was to invert a conversion kit that went onto front wheel drive cars and converted them to petrol electric via two electric engines running the back wheels from a generator. The generator is run from the petrol engine at the front. So, in some ways, the TV has retarded our social skills. On the other hand, it can stimulate our creative genius. It may be good because I had a great talking point with my wife, but if we still had a TV (conundrum coming..) we wouldn’t have time to talk with one another.

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