Friday 8th september 2020

It was aunt Joans birthday yesterday, she went home on the saturday before; house seems quiet after she had left.   My guts started playing up on Friday, must have been that cold seat I sat on while waiting for the bus; went to the loo four times!  This always happens to me when I see aunt Joan off, I have to rush to the damned toilet.  

I had a wierd dream that a man who was well off fancied the gardener, I remember in the dream a loud voice shouted 'why don't you admit your gay!'  I've had some wierd one's, but this cold make a good story.  The gardener already had a girl with blond hair, so the man who also had blond hair grew it long.  Dont ask me what this means, I don't understand it myself; all I know is that it was set in the regency period.

I went to West Quay in Southampton yesterday to get a Arsted floor lamp.  I barrowed mum's sholley trolley.  I managed to get it on the bus, went through Alberberry and Whaddon, Totton and Southampton.  There was a long line of people waiting outside for fish and chips in Totton, not all their shops are open.

I got off because West Quay is the last stop, Doesn't take long to get to Ikea.  There was a wait outside to book a time slot of dinner, I like Ikea as they have room sections made up, some of them were being redone as there was a lot of drilling sounds from behing panel's.

Found a bin for my recycling, turns out it is discontinued so I parked that on the trolley; I keep finding useful bits other then what I came in for.  

Had to sit down at one point because my stupid back was hurting.  There was a cruise liner in but it wasn't doing anything exciting, watched a trawler go past (what an exciting life I have) it's nice to see the sea again.  Things have changed in the resturant, they bring your food to you but sometimes forget to bring other things; two ladies on the table next to me demanded to know where their cheesecakes were; that bit was obviously forgotten.

There is Covid-19 outbreakes happening again, I'm worried we will have another national lockdown and this time it could effect Christmas and out it at risk.  I'm not spending Christmas alone like I did at Easter!  Apparently Bolton have gone into lockdown, I already thought they were.

It's all these wankers that came down to Bournemouth beach, some have brought the disease back with them from abroad.  These Covid-idiots make my bloody blood boil crowing about how the virus is a hoax and other bullshit which makes me want to throw things at them.  When people order a test, they have to travel 100's of miles and it's stupid!  One woman had to go all the way to Cardiff from the Midlands.

No market today as a body of a man was found at 4am in the square toilets this morning, they don't know what he died of yet.  I saw an Emu in a garden at Whaddon on the way back from Southampton, their from Australia and I'm sure they make nice pets.