It's been a while since I was last posting, apart from my earlier message there, but between one thing and another I've been up to so many wee things one of which has been my doing an oil painting in part to make use of the oil paints and the canvasses I had lying about the hoose and as a favour to a local woman who had asked me if I was still painting when I was passing through her checkout till in the nearest Lidl store. If I knew just how much trouble/bother I was going to have in doing this I wouldn't have started, water colours would have been so much easier for me

And then there's the other things such as building a sort of seat attacked to a small two drawer cabinet thing, it's sort of like a telephone table but I just wanted to make use of some of the clutter I have gathered over the years.
One thing I come to realise about myself is that I'm hopeless at finishing things, sure I have my bright ideas and so often start things but no sooner have I start one thing and I'm having another bright idea. Another problem with me is just how untidy I am, everything is left at my backside. I mean I have like a 2/3 seater settee and trust me there's only space on it for me to sit. The number of times I've had to sift through all the junk I have to my right is pure daft. Another thing that bugs me is wherever there is a flat surface in the house it's covered in this or that and then even when I decide, for example, that I'd like to see the colour of the coffee table again by the time I've moved the stuff on it all I end up with is it piled up somewhere else to be move yet again. The numbers for boxes hidden under my bed or in the numerous drawers around the house that are filled with all sorts of things is unreal. I've bank statements scattered here and there. Shortly I will be completing the BF5 form for the DWP telling them of my being out of the country for a few weeks, I hope it is where I think it is.
The last wee thing I was doing just before logging in was buying a 9euro ticket for me to use when I get over to Berlin. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to buy it from Scotland but following the on screen instructions on the BVG website it was simple enough and I've now printed off my ticket which will allow me to use the local trains, busses and Berlin's U-Bahn till the end of my visit. It's a strange feeling for me to attempt to do some thing like that and it work without a hitch or see me ranting and raving at the world.
No doubt I'll find something else that'll see me reduced to a toddler's temper tantrum in the not too distant future