Just When You Thought You'd Got Rid of Me

You take a break for a measly week and your advertisers bail on you. Turns out I'm not being paid anymore for my Godo loans ads. Damned things are more trouble than they're worth.

It was good to have a week off. Things have been a little crazy around here recently so I enjoyed the time off. My grandad passed away in the early hours of Saturday, but after the weeks of agony he went through in hospital - on top of the years of general pain and reliance on bottled oxygen and pills - it was for the best. He had, as we Brits like to say, a good innings. The problem is that because it was a bank holiday weekend the country totally shut down, so my gran was only able to get a death certificate yesterday, and she still has to register the death before starting to arrange the funeral.

I've never understood why people should have to sort out all the paperwork of death themselves. If there's one thing you don't need on your plate when your nearest and dearest passes away its miles and miles of bloody forms - and that's before you even get to the stage of being stung for a couple of grand for what amounts to a wooden box and a hole in the ground to put it. Fortunately for gran she has a lot of children who can take some of the burden. We'll be hosting the post-funeral reception at our house to avoid having to hire a function room and catering. That's another thing I don't get - post-funeral parties. I can't think of a less appropriate time to break out the chips and dip.

Anyway... in other news, the new car is bloody brilliant. After a year of driving an absolute pile of shit it's a breath of fresh air to pull away from the lights without the back end of the car juddering so much it actually leaves the ground. It's also nice to have such luxuries and functioning brakes, suspension and tread on the tires.

I've also got a fancy new mobile phone, one with 16 times as much memory as the last one, a 1.3 megapixel camera, MP3 player, FM radio and frickin' Super Mario Brothers on it. The only problem, of course, is that my new network has terrible coverage up here in the hills so I can't reliably make calls or sends texts from home. Then again, who ever makes calls on their phone? Thats, like, so April.