Life Gets Tejus, Don't It (10)

 

Grief and misery, pains and woes
Debts and taxes, yea, so it goes
I think I'm gettin' a cold in my nose
Life get tee-just don't it?.

Recorded by Walt Brennan

Covid Koala the Drop Bear is back on my window sill as we have gone back into lockdown again but, at this stage, only for three days so I have unearthed my masks again.  We are lucky  -  only one local case, unlike New South Wales which has had over 30 infections and growing.  D1 lives and works in Greater Sydney so she is right in the thick of it and is back to working from home.

I am due to have my second Astra-Zenica injection on July 16 and will feel happier when I have full cover although I am not sure how effective it will be against the forth mutation of the virus which is the one which is the one making people sick in the Eastern States at the moment and which is highly infectious.

My most exciting news is that the guide-puppy which I have sponsored arrived unexpectedly late last Thursday night and is in the care of a puppy minder who's remit is to potty-train her according to a friend who has close connections with Visibility.  The puppy's name is Bridie and she has already learned the 'sit' command.  She is black but beautiful to quote the Bible's description of the Queen of Sheba.

My pictures are starting to fall down and I am going to have to get someone to put them up again.  Currently they are suspended by fishing line to a sort of gallery hook and rail system and the only picture hanger who seems to advertise online is called The Hangman so when the lockdown ends I will need to get him/them in to rehang everything after I have dusted the tops as I have been too afraid that I will bring them all down if I try and put on too much pressure.

The Limerick:-

There was an eccentric old boffin

Who said, when he couldn't stop coughin',

"It isn't the cough

That carries you off.

It's the coffin they carry you off in."

 

Life Gets Tejus, Don't It (9)

 Cow's gone dry and the hens won't lay

Fish quit bittin' and it's Saturday

Troubles are pilin' up day by day

And now I'm gettin' dandruff.

     (Recorded by Walter Brennan)

Life seems to be finally settling down.  I am now able to pay my bills without any hassle from my bank  -  as long as I remember to use my keyboard and not my numpad.  I have had my 'flu shot and my first Covid-19 shot with the second one due on July 16th.

I think that I have sorted out my hassles with my NBN phone.  Not happy with it but it mostly works (I think)  -  very few incoming calls and only one message left on the answerphone so far.  There is a bit of a delay before the recorded message and that might be putting people off but it does weed out the scam calls.

I have had my drooping shower door fixed and the big pink Persian has gone to the cleaners.  It is too heavy for me to lift so I am going to have to take up all the other rugs and wash the whole floor before it is returned to me (assuming that it is returned as there was, when I think about it, no paperwork, just an estimate but the carpet shop is just across the road next to the Post Office so I can go and beard the owners in their lair if necessary).

My accountant was miffed that I did not contribute to a worthy charity last year because I was annoyed that despite my annual charitable contribution I was still obliged to pay income tax.  So, with a promise to a distant cousin (I think that she is a fifth cousin; maybe a sixth)  who has written a book about her family (a branch which I have not researched)  she sent me a copy and asked me to contribute to a charity  as payment so I have sponsored a guide dog.

Originally I asked for a black boy but some puppies are on their way to Perth and the only black one in the litter is a bitch so I am going with a girl and have submitted two names as requested.  As soon as the name is settled I can write and tell her about what I have done.

The cats are well but a bit smelly at the moment  or my new nose-drops have woken up my scent sense.  The have not had their booster vaccination and that is a bit overdue but neither the vets or the cats are pushing the issue.  The cats do not behave at all well when we have to visit the vet and they never meet other cats to catch any nasties.  It will eventually have to be done though . . .

The limerick:-

A large part of this type of verse

About practices lewd and perverse

Is quite scatological,

Gynaecological

Bulls**t, and some is much worse.