h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Another workday coming up. This afternoon we have demonstrations on weaving and basketmaking as part of our 18th century craft series.

I got a phone call late yesterday evening telling me that one of the vendors at the Farmer's Market has given us a 'truck full' of geraniums and other annuals for our planters. The thing is, we no longer have the planters. There is a building standing in that location. So, I'm going to see if any of them will go in the rock garden. And I have no idea what they mean by a 'truck full'. Or what condition they're in. Or if I could spirit a couple of them home with me.

I desperately need to work in my yard. So naturally we have rain forecast for the next 3 days. Around here that doesn't mean a whole lot. The weather forecasters are wrong more often than they are right. What a job. Put out wrong information all the time and not get fired.

Can you have a plant sale to raise funds for something else, Hyp? An extra rock, perhaps .

The weather here has turned cooler but I might still go to the seaside on Wednesday or Thursday if I don't get any w*rk.

There's a part-time maffs teaching job at a really nice school advertised in the teaching press this week and I'm trying to decide if I want to apply. It's a 0.4 post, which would fit in with the university teaching nicely, and it is a really nice school - I did a bit of woodwork teaching for the school earlier in the year - but then I'd be committed to w*rking on set days each week instead of being able to skive off when I want to. On the other claw, it means my income won't be so precarious. On the third claw, I won't get to teach lots of different subjects like I have since Christmas and some of my regular clients might start to forget about me. But on the fourth claw I won't be struggling through the wind and rain trying to hold on to a bus map and an A to Z.

I think I'll stop there before I run out of claws .

Talking of claws, I've painted the claws on my back feet an amazing turquoisey-blue called Jelly Bean . And I'm wearing orange flip-flops .

Thanks, Z. Finding the source is always better than going by what newspapers report. I agree that the link between poverty and cancer should concern us more, but it's hardly a surprise; poverty makes you more likely to do any number of things, from catch diseases to wind up in prison.

Amy - isn't "jelly bean" a bit of a vague name for a colour. Last time I got jelly beans they were several different colours. Are there others in the range called "snooker ball" and "felt-tip pen"?

What's a 0.4 post?

*Chloe flashes a bright chartreuse as she passes Amy on her way to deliver fresh towels to the loos*

well then hype sell them on ebay ,you can save costs by cutting them back .Vacuming packing or sealed airbags are pretty easy to do with a bicyle pump if you want.

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