Woah !!
Friday already ???
Where did the week go?
Whatever, I haven't got that much to tell you actually.
Teresa sent me a very good rough for a synopsis.
It's an outline of the story and a marketing ploy all in one and it's also something I would never have come up with in a million years.
So a big ´diolch yn fawr` (thank you very much), for that. I'm most grateful.
You can find her Blog at

http://tgeering.blogspot.com/

and that will take you to her website as well, if you so desire.


Ja... und weiter...?
Well that's about it. I spent the week working or being poorly, (self induced I'm afraid) and it's somehow rushed past me like a terrier chasing a rabbit.

They say that the older you get, the quicker time flies so I shouldn't be surprised really should I?

Reg :-)

Actually, it's about 15 minutes into Monday morning but I'm not one to be pedantic about these things.

Friday I wrote a short, simple synopsis and binned it. It was stilted, the timing was awful and my attempt at seriousness with an undercurrent of subtle wit came across like a vicar telling jokes at a funeral.
I decided to do it on Saturday.
Unfortunately Saturday coincided with Wales winning the rugby and when I came home from shift I picked a mate up and we drank the night away in celebration, (although he's English... whatever.)
So, all in all it wasn't a very productive weekend after all.

I know, I know.
I hate me too.
But I'm defo on the right track to get it done this week.
It's all in the mind you see. Mental approach and all that.


Reg :-o

Friday.
I can't tell a lie, I haven't touched the manuscript, synopsis or covering letter since Frankenscooter entered the sad series of mishaps and disasters that parade under the name of "Reg's Life".
All that stops here.
It's now 0023 hrs and I'm about to conduct a minor stealth incursion into the dark world of SS Division Vampyr...

I'll let you know what happens on Sunday...

The weekend starts here !!!
Well, I'm off for two days now, I go back to work on Wednesday morning, early shift.
However, this time there's a subtle difference. I won't be pedaling like a blown donkey on my old, trustworhty but hard work in a headwind bicycle. Oh no, I'll be cruising in on my new, all insured, all singing, all dancing scooter... luxury lad, luxury...
All good things to those that wait.
:-)
Reg
ps, Next entry will be about my book. I promise.

Well what a week I've had.
Wednesday I slotted the battery in again and give it another go.
It worked.
I jumped on and whizzed around the village, (I live in a village in case you didn't know, population of 23, four of which are old age geese), in my trackie bottoms, Homer Simpson tshirt and slippers, oh and no helmet.
Thursday I planned my jaunt a bit more and wore normal clothing and safety gear. It rode like a dream and I managed to get 40 kmh out of it; not bad when you consider it hasn't moved under its own power for over 18 months now.
Now all I need is a bit of insurance and I'll be terrorizing Frau Schmidt from number 10, down the road, with loud revving and honking of horns before you can say "Hairdryer"!!

Work, on the other hand, has been a nightmare and I'm not a happy teddy, I can tell you.
Never mind, life goes on with or without you, eh?

Have a spanking weekend, (not meant literally there) and I'll catch you again.
Reg :-)