To the hut! I went out to the Army and Navy store today to buy a free standing hut heater, but they'd sold the last one. Oh well, it's not really cold at the moment anyway. I was thinking of doing the four daily sessions of meditation in the hut as of Monday. This is the same schedule as they do on retreat.
The point is that I don't want to go on retreat and not smoke or drink and then start again when I get back here. I've got to get this regime established here somehow.
For the latter half of last year, I allowed my self to go to restaurants sometimes. I couldn't say I couldn't afford to any longer, not last year anyway. But I really don't like restaurants!! Next year I'm not going anywhere you don't pay for what you're getting right there and then. No horribly obsequious basturns hovering around asking if you are alright and such stuff to pander to the evil bourgeois. Also, I'm not eating in pubs anymore since folk just inveigle me into such places so we can get drunk. I'd really like to stop drinking this year entirely so staying out of licensed premises might be a good idea.
Whatever happens about the putative retreat, I won't be seeing anyone now till my birthday on the 8th of February. If I try to do a retreat here at the end of next week, I won't be going on the computer or answering the phone. That will be really hard. You can see it would probably be easier going away, but I don't feel as if I've settled into any kind of life without my partner yet and going away might not help.
The photies are from around town over the last day or two. The giraffes is where I met the kiddos yesterday. You can get three veggie burgers (with a non-alcoholic drink) and a pint of Guinness for £13+ in a bar place called Wetherstones, or something like that. It's right beside the giraffes anyway. The two street photies are of Raeburn Place just where it curves onto the Stockbridge.
Mackers, you haven't got the hang of consumer sovereignty yet, have you? The idea of paying at the end of the meal is to keep them on their toes - if the food or the service is dud, you can refuse to pay for some or all of it.
ReplyDeleteBut why don't you just insist on paying at the time that you order? I've done it when I'm in a hurry and don't want the buggering about at the end.
PS you can afford some other services that might cost you less than the fags and booze, yet satisfy all cravings. That's what I'll be doing when I become an OAP.
PPS Granted, the waiters hovering and feigning concern that everything's alright is indeed annoying
ReplyDeleteRestaurants are class war where the evil ones have obviously won. What is actually happening in restaurants? Give me the gun recommended in the Quentin movie, the one that takes every motherfucker out in the room. AK 47. though I am a vegebasion, that evened things up a wee bit. I've getting one to bury in the allotment.
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