Things move fast...

don't they? We've had a veritable flood of folks wanting to look at Hall Towers, 3couples in half an hour today, the place only went on the agents website on Tuesday. Just hope someone will offer boat loads of moolah when the time comes so Hall Towers 2 can be purchased in time for the Yuletide festivities.
Much of life seems to go quickly nowadays, said Methuselah. I suppose everything is so instant what with broadband and mobile phones we have come expect everything to happen about half a second before we think about it. I often wish for a chance to slow down and smell the roses now and again. Perhaps following the de-clutter and downsize I will get that opportunity. I'll take a slow train to Inverness or something like that, watch the world go by, drink beer and shoot wild haggis. That's the plan I think, a haggis hunt over Christmas, anyone want to join in, bring beer, a desire to chill out and a blunderbuss and you are welcome to tag along. I will also be making time for the grand opus which may or may not see the light of day but will keep my mind occupied in my old age, or even my middle age, I'm nearly 54 you know (doesn't he look well for his age?).
Still enough for now, must get to bed as I have to take Mrs H to the airport in the morning for her trip to the US. I hope it's a shorter trip than I first imagined but we will have to wait and see.
So, TTFN and PAAA.

The benefits of good friends and beer.

I've been away for a couple of days in the great city of Glasgow. As part of this walk on the Glaswegian side  I had a very enjoyable evening the The State Bar with my old pal Ian. A more erudite man you would not wish to meet. He helped me put a lot of things into perspective although by the time we finished drinking Farne Island beer I would have been hard pressed to spell perspective. Anyway, it was a grand night and helped me no end. My new writing endeavour has been given new impetus thanks to his advice and encouragement. I was even writing a few lines of my grand opus on the train down home, pretentious? Moi?
I always seem to come away from Glasgow happier than when I arrived, I have a couple of good friends there who always talk sense and buy beer, what more can you want?
Still, it's been a long day, so I'm going to relax with a rum and coke and say goodnight.
TTFN. PAAA.

It's 4 in the morning, no, really...

...well it was, but now it's 09:45 as I couldn't work out how to write on my Android phone. I am a technological genius. I can't remember what I was going to say at 4am so really reading this will be a waste of time, as will writing it I suppose but as I had the title it seemed like a good idea to say something. I'm beginning to wonder now though, perhaps it would have been better to have left it in draft and written on another day when it was actually 4am and I had something to say. Look, a squirrel!

It's four in the morning...

Well actually it's 23:23 but give me a break, I've been to the pub so I'm allowed a little poetic licence, or is it license? Who knows, or cares?

So, that was my last night out for a while with Mrs H so I'm glad we managed to get blootered, just like the good old days.

Time now to think about the logistics of the great de-clutter. Sensitive papers first, that is those that could be used to steal my or her identity, these will be put to the torch. Then sort out what I will need to take to my new abode. Closely followed by the stuff she will need for her sojourns in the UK. Stuff for sale, storage or destruction next. Then find a place to live until the money comes through from the sale of the house and finally, find a flat, move in and put the remaining stuff into a self storage unit Mrs H and I can decide what to do with it.

Simple really. I'll keep you informed of progress.

TTFN PAAA.

Onwards, fellow beings part 2.

Just a thought that struck me. I held out and held out for I don't know how long so that I could hang on to a building when I should have realised that there are more important things in life than bricks and mortar or possessions. Stuff is great as far as it goes and obviously you should strive to keep a roof over your head and provide as best you can for your loved ones. When push comes to shove there is a time to say, 'enough!' and move forward rather than hang on to the things that make you unhappy whilst losing that which brings happiness and contentment.
TTFN PAAA

Onwards, fellow beings.

Well, an estate agent has been engaged to sell the house and we are now officially de-cluttering and moving forward. Mrs H will be off to the USA later this week to set up her new job and rent an apartment over there. She will be back at the end of November to see how things are going with getting our new, smaller and less cluttered UK base set up.
The work she will be doing in the US is more secure than that which she had here plus as she still has clients to work for in the UK there will be a degree of ocean hopping going on. I, meanwhile will be holding the fort at this end keeping the home fires burning, so to speak with occasional forays to the West. We are in effect going to be a two continent family, which we think is a good way forward and, I hope will be an improvement on what went before, especially in the recent past.
In addition to the great move I will continue work at my exciting civil service job whilst blogging and writing my series of short stories which I have been attempting to start for years. I hope that the move and de-clutter will help clear my head to allow me to get the darned thing written, it's been lurking around for long enough, its time to unleash my genius on an unsuspecting public.
So there you have it, a change of direction for both of us and, I hope, a happy future together.
Wish us luck!
TTFN PAAA.

North of the Border

I've spent three enjoyable days in the Venice of the North, Edinburgh to us mere mortals on a work trip trying to establish what I need to write in my next training manual. Now you might think that enjoyable and work do not necessarily go hand in hand like the proverbial horse and carriage but at present they do. That of course may change, but take it while you can.
The hotel we stayed in was very nice, The Roxburghe, just by Charlotte Square since you ask and we discovered a smashing Mexican restaurant and a rather neat Italian not far away so all in all that worked out well.
I also managed to finally go into the famous Oxford Bar and also the not famous Cambridge bar which is just along the street. Both of which had their points but you'll never get me beyond Tiles Bar, I'm easily pleased though.
Now, as an international jet-setter I am travelling to the former second city of the Empire to deliver some training next week and to reacquaint myself with the State Bar and an old pal from Southend. Should be fun.
Changing the subject entirely it will be early mornings tomorrow and Sunday as with a combination of downsizing from my current home, my wife moving to the US for work at the end of the month and a general de-clutter of the combined accretions of life there are car boot sales to be attended so that we can clear out the house and garage of a great deal of clutter. I think an antique/bric-a-brac dealer needs to be found as well. There is a lot of stuff to shift and not much time to shift it.
On that note, I'll say TTFN and PAAA.