Fresno Famous

Right lively tune from the film 'Oliver!' to get you comfy with the post.

My dears, MOI is going to use loads of 'Brit Speak' with this post. It is me site after all and after a think on came to believe that it was a clever way to make point about life on the road lived. Go on..........let self go and after a bit one will be gobsmacked at how easy it is to follow........

MOI is gobsmacked at the number of folks on road who appear to have not a 'fiver' or 'tenner' in pocketbook and yet seem to have more than enough of the things that are right brill. One sees mobiles all day long and folks on road mush have hidden LOLLY as they do a long chin wag on. The lads all have expensive trainers and the lasses do like to parade about in lovely frocks. Mind, the small ones get into the act with bicycles and scooters and all sort of go toys, one wonders where they come from. Not all of the children on road have posh toys, just the favoured few.

The road lived on is a mixture of cultures, races and economic levels. One is just as likely to see smart folks as one is to see folks on the dole. Crusties, a wazzock or two, nancy boys, bit of rough, drug dealers, posh folks are all just as likely to pass in front of place lived on the pavement in front of. The parade of interesting types is never ending.

Putting all of the bits and bobs in order can be a chore, to be sure.

What is one to make of the blighter who moved into a flat some three months ago and has come to believe that rent does not have to be paid? When asked about, one is told that the cheque is in the post, or they will pop into agent's office in a day or two. Not bloody likely, and it will have to go to collections. MOI guesses that dole received is used for more important things, like a night out at the 'local', or to do a 'lie-in' all day, only to get up and have mates come over all day. More and more, the stories told of where the rent is are so much codswallop, the cheque is not in the post and the bailiff will have to come out to toss out.

Given that a 'tenner' is dear, what to make of a family that takes what little there is in the pocketbook and run out and purchase a massive telly. Not the old fashioned sort but the brilliant flat screen, HD sort. Tiny flat with few sticks of furniture but there is that massive telly to snuggle up to.

Along with the garden sales, there are the 'car boot sales', endless supply of things to be bought with what 'dash' there is. Not much is truly needed but 'a deal too good to pass on' seems to be the call of the day. So much to buy on the cheap.

Right bout now, you will think this old geezer is having a wobbler, might be right there mates, it is a bit hard to not have things sorted out from time to time............allow MOI to bang on more...........

One wonders of the lovely lady who is sorting out the damage done to her rental by a past tenant. Will she brass self up and continue to have faith in the road? Replace the cooker and other appliances ruined? Will a lovely family come forth and realize that home offered to rent will be as best offered, that the lovely lady is no slumlord? With faith, the lovely lady faces the future of her property with pluck.

Another family on the road is moving sticks of furniture back into home after damage to it has been repaired. Holidays are coming fast and they would dearly love to be able to settle in and have a brilliant Christmas Eve in front of their tree with friends and family gathered about. Working hard, they just might get their wish.

MOI has to laugh at the chap on road who fancies self a jammy bastard. How else to explain driving to a casino to sit in front of a fruit machine for hours, hoping THAT machine is THE lucky one and he will be blessed with more dash than he knows what to do with. Mind, the chap goes to the casino with but a 'fiver' or two to play and plays slowly and not many coins to sit and wait, and wait............

With Thanksgiving but a few days off, MOI is going to have a cracking holiday. There is but MOI and flatmate and am not moved to do a massive cook up for the day. We will hunt down a restaurant and join the queue of folks seeking a cook up. Last year, MOI had holiday meal at local eatery and it was horrid, turkey was like cardboard and the stuffing could have been used as mortar to build a castle. MOI will venture out into the unknown and seek out a better holiday cook up. One that is a right 'pucker tucker' and has 'afters' to die for. Scrummy!!!

My dears, you have been ever so kind in 'taking the piss' and MOI hopes that you have been buying into this post. MOI is having a giggle doing, can tell true.

MOI can not be profound each and every day, would be bit of a bore if he were. With the holiday soon to be here, MOI was in no mood to get too deep but still wanted to vent a little. With so much passing by, is it any wonder that MOI tries?

To be true, most is TICKETY BOO with MOI and hopes that to some degree the post today has given your laughing gear a work out. If not, you can always deposit pavement pizza in front of me flat.................

BLIMEY, how times flies, and none too soon, as MOI can feel the hook on neck...........Cheers!