Where is My Womble Suit?
Today was the day – the wind had dropped and I only had 99 other things to do instead of the usual 101 – oh and the litter pick and bag frame have to go back tomorrow!
Okay that isn’t the rubbish I collected – it is an interesting moonrise this evening just after I finished wombling.
I had to go sign on this afternoon so I did my usual pooch mooch and stuff, had lunch, gathered my evidence and stuff for the Job Centre and got the bus. Again the driver had no idea how to find the ticket so the wee crib sheet I was given the first time I used by Jobseeker discount card was pressed into service again. I had to be there and wait to see a duty worker “between 3 and 4” since I would normally have signed on yesterday but was at my training. I actually saw the chap I normally see and I wasn’t kept waiting – something must have been said because the atmosphere in there is completely different. I have to go back again tomorrow morning for an Advisor Interview.
On my return the dogs had tea and so did I and then I set off with my bags and litter pick and a craftily adapted milk carton to hold any broken glass I found. I had collected on bag full when the chap with the geese an ponies wandered along for a chat and then I returned with two full bags and went back on the opposite side of the road returning with a full to the brim bag … and a prop shaft!
Tomorrow after I have been to the Job Centre and returned my litter pick and bag frame I will sort the rubbish – putting aluminium cans and the plastic bottles in the recycling and I will take some photographs.
So tomorrow will need another early start and I feel like I have a furry golf ball in my throat so off to try and sleep me thinks … come back for the litter photo special sometime tomorrow!