Waffle Waffle

I have been on and off this computer all day, trying to put a few smart arse words together so that all my readers will be dead impressed, but it is just not happening, so I think I'm going to waffle instead.

The masterpiece was going to be about routine, and why I hate it. It may get finished, it may not, so don't hold your breath, I have writers block.

I think what is happening is that I have so much swimming around inside my bonce, I can't focus. Someone has just been to view the kittens, she seems a nice lady, but it won't be up to me if we let her have one, or not. She is definately a cat lover, having had one before, but she lives on a busy road. We will have to discuss this amongst ourselves.

I have got my midge repellant for next week, don't want to be bitten to bits by the little horrors. I've got some brochures from the tourist information about the areas I will be visiting, don't want to miss out on anything important. I have been thinking about getting a netbook so I can blog on the move, but I might have left it too late now, I will never learn how to use one in a couple of days.

Clothes need washing, food needs buying, lawn needs mowing, house needs cleaning, panniers need finishing, maps need printing, bags need packing, oh I can't be bothered.

I gave a Meanqueen talk last night to a group of ladies, all went well, lots of laughs, but I could see some people were not very impressed with my money saving tips. When you read them on the side some of them seem a bit silly. Last night I explained them in more detail adding a bit of humour, and I think some of the women thought I was totally bonkers. The look of horror on their faces when I said I cook a meal in one pan and eat it out of that pan, to save money on washing up.

One lady said she couldn't possibly ask her husband and children to join her in becoming frugal, they would never stand for it. She also made the point of how difficult it would be not to buy her children all the things they asked for to keep up with their mates. A lively discussion followed.

I think the reason people didn't quite get my reasoning last night was because a lot of them appeared to be fairly well heeled. It is a posh village where people are not short of a bob or two. But as it has been shown on Super Scrimpers, the wealthiest are not always the ones in control of their finances. I wouldn't be surprised if one or two of them last night are drowning in debt, but they are not going to admit it.

Oh dear, now I'm getting into another serious article, and this is supposed to be waffle. Don't you think Coronation Street is becoming very silly? It's getting more like the Jeremy Kyle show every day. I'm still addicted to it though. End of waffle.