The House that Jude Built!

Sunday 22 Feb 2009

Lets get straight to the point here folks, that rectangular sheet resting on the platform beside my right foot is indeed the arse of the table we have just purchased from some redneck in Quincy. We decided that it was time we started buying some items for our new apartment as our move in date of 03 March is now fast approaching. So we got stuck into 'Craigslist' and this my friends is our first item, wha?

After Mass this morning we had called to some indian doll's house to view a '32 Inch Flatscreen TV' which we had also seen advertised on 'Craigslist' at what Marguerite told me was '50 bucks a pop'. Now what's all this 50 bucks a pop lark I hear you say. Well that's a cool american way of saying 50 dollars each that Marguerite has picked up. Like the other day we were standing in Shaws supermarket and Jude asked Marguerite, 'how much does that jar of spagetti sauce cost?' Marguerite replied, '3 bucks a pop'. Wha? It sounds even snazier if you go the whole hog and throw in the accent too! Anyway, the Indian doll, aye well when we got to her house the TV had mysteriously shrunk overnight to a 16 inch portable. Ahhhhh!

So your first glance at 'the table' might have led you to think we had been taken for a ride but as you can see from the picture below, where Marguerite is standing proudly beside her new acquisition, this is indeed a nifty piece of furniture folks. It bloody should be at 10 bucks a pop! Wha? Aye dead on! Look, if you are not coming to Boston to visit us then don't worry about it, but if you are coming over then get used to it because it is what you will be setting your mug of tea and pint of Sam Adams on, just dont lean on the darn thing or anything mad like that.

So we nipped out to Quincy on the 'T' (subway) to pick it up and then carted the blasted thing back to the Hotel. On the subway Marguerite nearly had a heart attack when Jude stood up and set the camera up for a shot of the scene. Humiliating, embarrassing, feeling wick, Scunnered? Never! The only thing that was missing from the table was a cup of tea and some of those nice oatmeal biccies out of Asda.

Quick change of subject here folks but we had to take this photo below in the 'T' station because it reminded us of home - all black hacks and rain! Wha?

So back to the table then, well Marguerite insisted that Jude carry it back from the nearby 'T' station to the hotel.

Jude might be wrong, but he swears he heard Marguerite say, ' bloody sure, I wouldn't be seen dead carrying thon thing'. Then she thought it would be really amusing to take loads of photos too, while laughing at Jude all the while! She even made him pose for this shot below. Folks were hanging out of their windys to see what was going on. Jude reckons she was getting him back for the 'T' (Tea Table without the Tea) shot.

Emma do you think Marguerite is taking the piss here again? I mean, Jude was waiting for Jeremy Beadle to step out from behind a hedge or something.

The photo below shows the attractive facade of the bar called 'Delux' at the end of our street. Don't let the facade fool you, it is a great wee spot even if it does still have the Christmas Tree up!

So this week we will be continuing to get stuff for our apartment and we are sure it will be fun.

On the work front, when I got back to the Hotel I received an e-mail from the editor of The Irish Immigrant'. Well it turns out he liked my ideas. He said he has passed my details/ideas etc onto one of his colleagues and that they were willing to publish some of my articles. However they said it would initially be on a voluntary basis. No-one wants to pay ya over here! Anyway I'll write a couple and send them over this week and then I'll play 'hard ball' by demanding six figure sums thereafter! The cheek of them! Ya dinny get nahin if ye dinny try lad.