THAT'S RIGHT: NO NIGHTMARES last night.
They've probably been having one of their mega crack sessions in on eo fthe other rooms as every time I woke in the night (which is alwyas frequently) I heard Jamaican voices hollering. At one point there was almighty crash-banging at my door. I let this go on for three minutes, cussing self for not wearing EARPLUGS, which you need in my house, believe. Laundretta was at my door saying: "Oh please will you let me in again because Matran's got my key." I checked the time. It was 4:50am. She was coming back in an hour and could she phone me when she needed to get back in? No because my phone doesn't work. I slammed my door. She was only going out to "do" a "punter" anyhow.
You can't put our front door on the latch: there isn't one. It has to be a Yale-type lock cos of fire regs. So all you can do is leave it ajar. Which ain't so unusual as it's been kicked in so very many times. We had a wide-swinging lockless front door for about three months out of the past year. If not longer. Yes that's right. When I took up blogging about two months ago my own front door had no lock whatsoever. Hadn't done for weeks. And was simply hanging mournfully open 24-7. But nobody DARED cause any trouble from outside. So I wasn't that bothered about it.
Anyhow Laundretta's gone. Now it is a drab Sunday pm. I don't know whether I'm going to Mother Hubbard's for lunch as our mutual friend PASCAL stirred so much "muck" between us earlier in the week (I'd said I had only £10 which was true. I could not afford to give half of it away. Not for the unwanted luxury of waiting on a dealer in someone else's house. This git TOLD her all this.)
So I don't know what I'm doing today. I think I'll stay in and eat bread and hummous.
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4 comments:
I love the caramalised onion humous from Tescos
Caramelised onion humous? Never had it. One of ours is way too heavy on the garlic. Another has citric acid instead of lemon juice. I know citric acid very well. The one I got today was lovely. I ate the rest str8 outta the jar with my fingers...
don't blame you
i have a strange "craving" on a regular basis for green (I think you'd call them runner) beans, straight outta the can. I open them up and grab a fork...very strange thing to crave.
Yes, the door situation soulds frustrating at very least. Didn't know about the Yale lock requirement.
I have similar problems with the door to my house here in the states, but fortunately I don't have the traffic out here in the countryside that you do in your building.
One can obtain some fantastic hummous in the Detroit area. I miss it when I'm in Germany!
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