Little bits of nothing

I’ve been watching Junior Mastermind (because I can actually answer some of

the questions). Nice to see kids picking *proper* subjects like Sharks,

Dinosaurs, or “The [current kids’ favourite] books”.

Then some precocious little git goes and chooses “The life and times of

Queen Victoria” or “The life and works of Vincent Van Gogh”. They inevitably

blast through the specialist round scoring well into the teens, and come a

complete cropper on the general knowledge questions, unable to even identify

the capital of France.

On a current recurring theme, more on the Folks At Number 9. Well, it turns out that “‘er indoors” is no longer there. She has vanished, to be replaced with a new one who looks the flipping same only with different hair. And two (adoreable) little daughters.

The evenings still hold some entertainment, as a guy – I think it’s her ex – regularly appears and she and he have some interesting, loud verbal exchanges. Frankly, I feel sorry for the kids.

But, there’s an upside. My housemate has put in a bid for the house and – we think – it’s been accepted. I lose a tenant (and the rent that goes with it), but gain a neighbour I already know I really like and will be more than happy to share a street with. Plus, Kim knows that if she gets a moth trapped in her bathroom, she can come over and hammer on my door wildly at 3 in the morning to get me to let it out.

If, for some reason, Kim’s sums don’t work out and she can’t afford it then I’m buying it. Sale to rent. Sounds like a giggle…