Tonight is the Southend show at the Palace Theatre, I assume around 7:30pm.
If anyone cares I went to the
at the dentist this morning. He was the FASTEST dentist in entire world. The process of getting a new filling etc. cannot have taken more than fifteen minutes. No injection, no small talk, he had no personality to speak of, but he was efficient in a way that (if this filling last any longer than five days) the dentistry bar has been raised.
Plus, he may have saved my life according to his sign:
Well, I feel better!
I should mention and thank the woman at the Grange Hotel in Crawley, who accommodated us for the night, in the last room she had. Also, THANK YOU, to her for searching for hours to both find and get an appointment for me at the dentist. Without her
I’d look like this:
So we arrived in Southend and saw some scary stuff at first:
We popped over to the
Everyone was already hard at work getting the show prepared.
So off I went to the B&B, feeling a bit like an idle lump.
I found it difficult to relax at the B&B. Maybe it was the train-lag- train companies discourage getting too comfortable.
So I tried walking around the town to check out the sights:
And the shops.
I could help but feel empty-ish. Not even my banana was a comfort.
So I went back to the B&B and figured out what, or rather who, was missing from this day. (Aside from my wife and cat) On the ground level of the B&B sat an old boy, he’s lived at this B&B for 21 years. It’s been his home and he’s had the run of it.
These days he has trouble with the stairs. So he likes to sit on a comfy chair in the front room and look out at the sea- which is something considering he only has one eye.
His name is Max and he’s 21 years old.
I’ve been sitting with him in the sun just looking out the window. He was immediately welcoming to me and judging by his constant purring I’d say he’s glad to have the company.
For someone like Max, Life is too short not make fast friendships. And this view is too perfect not to share with another.
So “thank you” too, Max.