Wednesday, 11 July 2018

Perspective

I'm disappointed that England lost in the World Cup semi-final - I can remember, just, 1966, and all that - but, overall, I'm nowhere near being as gutted as I was when St. Kilda lost in the AFL Grand Finals - 1997, 2009 and 2010 - I've experienced. Maybe I'm not very patriotic at heart, but maybe it's because I'm just a St Kilda 'tragic'!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

What a cutie!!

Just seen a video on the St Kilda website, and I'm in love!

http://www.saints.com.au/video/2018-07-11/get-skoold-tim-membrey

I love Axel almost as much as I love the Saints - but the club just wins! Go Sainters, go Axel!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Saturday, 30 June 2018

I'm still breathing

Sort of, at least. I'm still in 'domicile-ville', albeit reluctantly, but I'm working on that situation. I had the chance to bid on a flat on Cornwall, but, realistically, it was too expensive for my modest bank account, the 'all in one basket' scenario would've been too risky, even if living in the town concerned would been ideal, in many ways. I also saw a place, literally, a stone's throw from the sea, but just too far-flung to commit to, although I was very tempted. Over the last two days, though, I have seen a flat (only on the internet as yet) that may be 'the one' - it's affordable, in an area I've always liked, green and peaceful, potentially an ideal retirement hideaway, especially for a hermit like me. Early days, but I'm hopeful.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Saturday, 26 May 2018

Not that simple

Despite the fact that my bank account is full (by my standards) after my pension money was transferred on May 1, doing something sensible about it has been more difficult than I've expected. I've pored, by the hour, at estate agents' websites, almost obsessively, but haven't managed to find 'the one', the home I want to live in for what remains of my life. I'm hamstrung, realistically, by the fact that I haven't got quite enough money for the sort of place I really want, particularly in terms of going back to Cornwall, but even the places I could afford all seem to have snags of one sort or another. To make it worse still, I'm not convinced that a place of my own is worth the hassle anyway. A part of me would be happy with staying put, in boring 'domicile-ville', going to the pub and drinking myself to death. After all, I know that I'll never get the thing that I want most, so what's the point?

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Wednesday, 9 May 2018

Cornwall? Maybe, just maybe!

I've spent hours poring over estate agents' listings (mostly online) since my pension money has been confirmed and transferred into my bank account. I've looked at literally hundreds of properties, both for sale and rent, all over the UK. But when it comes to down it, what I want to do is to get back to 'home', i.e. South East Cornwall, the area I moved to with my family in 2000, the area I hoped to live for the rest of my life. My options are few, really, because I'm not rich at all, by 2018 standards, but I have got enough money to seriously think about a particular flat in the town close to where we used to live. Given my intractable pessimism, I can think of dozens of pitfalls, but, oh, if only....

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Thursday, 3 May 2018

What I want, really want

I've been to the seaside today, looking at a flat I could afford, given that my pension money is now in my bank account. It wasn't the 'the one', sadly, but it was fairly close, in many ways. After reflection, though, what I really want, ultimately, is wasting my cash on a cute boy (legal, if necessary) and then die, but with a smile on my lips. Not going to happen, of course, but I can dream.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Monday, 30 April 2018

Cumpleaños y jubilación

 A big day for me, and no mistake. It's my birthday (58, how bloody old?!), but, even more significantly, I'm retiring today. It's 39 years, 3 months and 22 days since I first started with my company. For my sins, or whatever. I'm not going to miss it - I used to be keen, mad keen, but that was a long time ago, it's just a job now, and has been for decades. It's paid fairly well, I have to admit, and it's been a lot better than digging ditches, but I won't be tearful, at all. I'm not working per se today, just handing my keys and the like to my manager and saying goodbye to any of colleagues who happen to be there. None of my regular 'gang' will be there, although I've seen all of them, apart from the 'archbigot', who retired himself earlier this month, since my illness, so there will be no regrets in that sense. So, after lunchtime, it's the start of my next adventure, such as it is, and I'm going to see K for a meal this evening. I'm always happy to see her, of course, but today will be particularly sweet. My girl, the centre of my universe. I love her so much.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B