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Showing posts with label Alvin Stardust. Show all posts

Wednesday, 27 September 2023

Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar — 27th September 2023.

27th September, 2023.


Right then … 

It’s Wednesday: and … ?

I’m thinking a movie would be good.

But … ?

I’m also thinking I’ve got the next episode of Ahsoka, lined up.

We’ll just have to see what happens, won’t we … ?

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Monday, 27 September 2021

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 27th September, 2021.

27th September, 2021.


Why on Earth did that happen … ?

I got an early-ish night, last night.

With a book.

Ian Fleming’s Goldfinger, in case you’re interested.

And managed to get to sleep a little later.

Until someone rung my doorbell: at quarter past midnight!

Quite who that was, I don’t know: I wasn’t exactly going to get out of bed, at that time of night!

Whoever it was?

I hope they sorted out whatever they problem was.

Because they weren’t getting help from me.

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Tuesday, 27 September 2016

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 27-9-2016

Oh, my lord … 

But that was a trip … !

I had an interview, yesterday.

In Romford, so you know: four stops down from Brentwood, on the Southend Victoria/Liverpool Street line.

I get the train into Romford, found the branch I was due to be interviewed at, had the interview — which went well, but I find out for sure on Friday — and headed back to Romford station.

Only to find that, literally minutes before I got there someone had fallen in front of a train: in Goodmayes.

And managed to delay everyone’s trip … by anything up to three hours.

Right now?   Getting the bus back to Brentwood — and boy, I’m thankful the 498 bus accepted the TfL train ticket! — was long, and inconvenient trip.

I think I’d’ve bee a lot angrier about that, had I just finished a days work in Romford!

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Saturday, 27 September 2014

The Daily Teaser — 27-9-2014

Bleaaaaaugh … 

No, really … 

Bleaaaaaugh … !

I like a late night movie, I really do.

Really.

The morning afterwards, though … ?

The morning afterwards is always fun: especially as it usually leaves me with eyeballs that feel as though they’ve been put through a wringer.

If nothing else … ?

Well, if nothing else, once I’ve DONE with the post … it should be a cracker.

Assuming my eyeballs are functioning … 

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