I thought I did really well yesterday evening. I remained totally calm when Sparky cut through the electric wire again. During the evening Robbie said that we should have an early night and for once he didn't get engrossed in ebay or distracted by deltics and he was ready for bed before me. When I finally emerged from the bathroom I found Robbie sitting on the bed in a 'garden gnome' pose, clutching the TV remote control in one hand and what looked like a railway dvd in the other. Once again I had been conned, but I didn't really mind watching a railway dvd so I settled down to choose which part to watch first. As I read the details it became clear that it wasn't a train dvd it was a transport dvd and I was faced with such delights as Twenty-four hours in the story of the British Railways Channel ferryboats, the 'link spans' directly joining the roads and railways of Britain with those of France and all the Continent. If that didn't float my boat (sorry about the pun) I could go for the mind blowing boredom of the transporting of a distillation column, 137 feet long, 500 miles by road from Greenwich to Grangemouth in Scotland.
Not surprisingly I refused to watch anything and I banned television for the rest of the night. I snuggled down in bed and started to talk to Robbie, but the only response was a snort. He had fallen asleep within seconds of laying down and was 'Z'ing vigorously so I was compelled to pinch him several times to adjust the volume. The next thing I remember was the alarm clock going off this morning It wasn't quite the early night I had in mind but there again life with Robbie is a unique experience!
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