July 2011

What does July bring?
 

A BRILLIANT new you goes on show as the sun meets Venus in your birth sign.

Yes, this is your month! You've got charisma and optimism and what you set your heart on will work out exactly as you want it to.

Dreams and schemes click into action. Jupiter sets up links with the entertainment world.

It feels like your whole life is getting a makeover. Love could get complicated as several people compete for your attention.

Meg, Meg, Meg, if only one day you would be right, this would be a good day to start. The month did start a little bit shakily, being unemployed, which will last for a full 31 days. Then there was the whole thing of putting life in storage, getting out of the flat, getting out of town. Looking back from the second week of July it was surprisingly without too much trouble. The electricity people owe me money, the council probably do, the landlord will probably give me my deposit back. Who needs work? Taking the final drive out of Greenbank and heading south was a great opportunity to play Don't Stop Believin' very loudly, going down Smithdown. Ok, it won't be the last time, but the last time doing it whilst living there. If there were a cloud over me then it feels like it's lifted and suddenly there is a sunrise on the horizon. According to Meg there's also likely to be an orgy, or at least the chance of a bit of a girl fight.
 
First 2 weeks will be with a bunch of good people in beautiful Bath, tutoring about something or other. We've already visited the Nepalaese restaurant in town, near the railway station, had some cocktails at a nearby bar (last time I was here it was a pub, but then a lot of things have changed since I was last here).
 
Betty Ford died, there's a new country on the map, it's the day before the last News of the World is published. This is also my month.
 
 
Time can be measured by meal times, even if they seem to only be 2 hours apart, and breakfast hasn't digested by the time dinner is pilled on top. There's still a slight suspicion that whatever was dinner yesterday is minced or mixed into whatever is going to be lunch today, maybe with a cheese topping, but in defence of the catering staff, some of the earlier regulations of what combinations count as reasonable, have been lifted. With vouchers you can have £8.50 of whatever you want, even if it's chocolate, yoghurt, and fruit drinks. Having the disability suite is not such a bad thing either, once you get used to a basin by your knees, an emergency light that is constantly on (I guess people in wheelchairs are, by definition, hard of sight), and a bathroom light that is motion sensitive rather than switch operated. A rough guess is that as there are so many emergency strings another would confuse things and instead of shedding light on my showering I'd have the emergency team in trying to wrestle me out for my own good.
 
It's cocktail Tuesday, traditional since 2009. Back then I have a vague sense that we got a little drunk Excellent. Right, off into town to give the Enduro's some money and maybe find a newspaper,\a coffee, and hang out until my liver needs punishing.