Frankie goes a walkies.....

 As always...job number one each day is walk Monza the dog. If for some reason we are a bit late or spend a second too long drinking tea. we are tossed off the bed to the floor ....thump. Monza can easily extract two humans from a bed room.....and have them assembled for a walk in seconds.
 Never disobey a determined German Sheperd.

 To day I feel like a boiled donkey.
 This is my fave doll from Monster high....Frankie Stein as she is all scars and put together from other parts. A bit like me then....except there is no way I look this good.
 Today my whole right side hurts....neck arm scars, hip and ankle. I was warned this could be a possibility. pox.

 Monza the dog had no sympathy and chucked me out of bed anyway.....so off we merrily went in the bright crisp morning. Looks quite warm does it not!?...well trust me it was not. my poor little hands turned to ice.

 part of the way around the phone rang. father in law wanting us to go over to his house to pick up a pack of dog food for Monza.........

 We all got into rusty the van straight from the walk still with Frankie on the dash board. We let ourselfs into father's......there he was asleep in front of the telly.
situation normal then. I could see him breathing with his head in his hand........how to wake him!?

 It was round about then that I realized I was still holding FRANKIE STEIN.......UM.....said father.

 Yer want a cuppa? ......were waitin' fer Jeremy Kyle te cum on't telly.......
so we had a cuppa, and told him about my job applications. a jewelry shop, an art gallery, and a supermarket.

Jewelry shop!? ah don think yer any good fer that  un......art gallery!? what de yer know about art!?

I pointed out a A LOWERY print on his wall......followed by an oil sketch of a hunting scene....

Whens they interviewin' then?

 Whats job at supermarket!? shelf fillin' would be ideal fer yer. no technology involved. the won put yer on't till.....

We drank our cuppas.
At home I ripped up the supermarket application. ......he is perfectly right. I am not suitable.

Yesterday I asked him if he wanted to see my new CV! na. he said not interested....an don tell me whats on it neither...yer talk to damn much as it is.
I think I should point out here, that I had a hobby of making and designing jewelry...I even went to a night class, as well as working in retail for years, some of the time selling and merchandising Jewelry and accessories....LIKE SHOES!!!!!!! , And yes I do know a little about art. Art college teaches you that!

What does dad know...said Lee. He only just woke up.
Any way...excitement....I have an interview for a local shop. Early start!!!!!!!!!! for Friday. ....I can then go onto my volunteer job further down the high street.....te he tiddly dee