July 16, 2011 Courage My Love

Here we are in the middle of Juvember, yes Juvember because even if it is July, it feels like freakin November. There has not been a worse summer since I moved to this wet coast in 93. Strangely enough my garden grows like some Peruvian jungle on steriods, go figure.

Mid July and the labour strife is still with us. The union voted on the last offer and turned it down (resoundingly I might add) and so we are at Lock Out again. Which for me is neither here nor there as I am on holidays. I may have to cut them short (I did volunteer) if my presence is required to man the ramparts and stave off the hoards of unwashed union navies that the company is sure will breach the wall and destroy the kingdom. Holy fuck these people are stupid. Last offer was 3-3-3, in this economy you would seriously have to have a malignant tumour affecting your reasoning ability to turn that down but that is exactly what they did.

This is a busy weekend for us, Dunc is here as is Dawn and Simon. It's Andrea's birthday weekend and we are expecting about 15 or 20 here tomorrow for a bbq (dear Jesus please hold on the rain). We should also have an additional 6 or so for dinner tonight.  more later, I feel breakfast calling my name.....