My how time flies.

How can it be five days since I last wrote anything here, well I must have been enjoying myself for time to have flown by so quickly.

I have been very pleased with the way Oliver has settled in so quickly, I must find time to put in a cat flap for him as he is ready to go outside.

We have tried to introduce him to Diva, the top dog of the household but it is a slow process, mostly from the cat as the dog is gagging to get much closer to the cat.

I have to say she wants to get closer in an affectionate way, which is a great improvement as I originally thought she would just want to get close enough to eat the cat.

As we speak Diva is outside the child gate and in fact I have just stopped to bring her in and get closer to Oliver. We made about one and a half feet which I thought was quite good but Oliver hissed at her and in the end I took the dog away.

If anyone out there knows a way of getting a mature cat to feel at ease with a dog please let me know as I’m sure we can get them to be relaxed with each other.

We went to the pub on Friday night by way of a small celebration as Angella had been in bit of a depressed mood following some bad news about an inheritance she was hoping would come to the aid of our rather precarious financial situation.

It seems that it is possible to lie about a claim to an estate and get probate granted, effectively stealing the money from under your nose.

The problem, then with chasing it is that you need money for a solicitor to retrieve that which is rightfully yours, still we are trying to check the paperwork and if we can prove fraud we will be going to the police.

Not going to get too over excited about getting the money back but I don’t like to be beaten, especially when it’s done by unfair means, so we won’t give in without a fight.

My what a change going to the pub made as we have done nothing but work for ages and you need a bit of a rest here and there to keep you sane.

I did have a bit of light relief when I ‘helped’ Diane do her project for school, which was to make a model of a microbe, fairly easy as it basically looks like a conker but in a blue/green colour.

I was very pleased with the results, I hope she gets good marks, I think I may reward myself with a can of lager, it’s been a long few days.


About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, althought to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non existant. I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which if I had the time would be updated on a much more frequent basis, however country life and children seem to be a full time occupation. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. That's all for now, toodle pip.
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