As you know, Granny has spoken about being in a Brass Band and she has a very precious shiny instrument with lots of things that go in and out and up and down.
This shiny instrument had to go in for surgery this morning - nothing terminal, it just needed some new parts and a bit of lubrication to make it work like new.
Granny dropped off her little baby at the Brass Hospital and she gave it a tender hug and kiss before leaving it in the capable hands of the surgeon.
Knowing that her "baby" was undergoing such treatment, played (no pun intended) on Granny's mind and she was fraught with worry.
This impacted on Granny's performance and she felt unsettled all day wondering how much her little "baby" was going to cost her. After all, she had been bled dry by the greedy council bastards a couple of weeks beforehand.
Granny struggles to get by on her pension and has to make sure that every penny is well spent!
Sometimes, when you get up in the morning, you just know its going to be one of those days. You feel it in your watter!
Well - Granny felt it!
The first person Granny bumped into when she got to college was the owd geezer himself. He opened the classroom and let the old bird in so she could rest her weary bones.
Blondie said he was going to do Granny a favour but it would require one back in return! It was one of those you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours type of things! Christ!
Now Granny is long past selling her body so she couldn't think for the life of her what the old tosser wanted.
It turned out that he wanted Granny to bring a supply of tissues to next weeks exam for his students !!!!!!!!
Apparently, if anyone so much as sniffs in the exam then they are out on their ear (or should it be nose)?
Blondie made a startling confession today.
He fessed up to actually busking the Intermediate classes. Never - surely he is too much of a professional to do that - snigger snigger.
This declaration clarifies everything that Granny already knew. (He's a ******). Blondie admitted that he did not have to prepare for our classes as he could busk his way through them. Now we know why so many of us are struggling. I rest my case M'Lud!
Blondie went on to admit that the next years course "Technician" he can't busk - so that's alright then!
It doesn't seem to bother the old git that its costing students nearly a thousand squid to get through this term. As long as he is being paid a salary, then that's all that matters!
Granny was left speechless for once. There is no hope then, is there?
Granny and "Team" chilled out at Zen. Kinks wasn't at the class today as he had a prior engagement so met us later. The little chick was all loved up bless him.
Back again for the evening session, which Granny must admit went straight over her head, every grey hair of it. The old bird just does not have a clue whats going on.
The hosepipe and car are looming closer than Granny cares to wish for!
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