Even if last 48 hrs talk about Mister efficiency
thanks to the lord who ain't divine and certainly doesn't exist the way they sexistly say 'he' does, as for now all it is is a ferrit...
who helps me when i start writing! i near forgot the pattern
So, as i don't ponder but allow things to precipitate when they will, yes near 20 years, but especially 7 years of the landowners going wonky; all that " yes wow great stage one of THE JOB" - tending to their rotten wood, and without any obvious cause and effect they spin out of control get all weird and then just like that cancel... when i know full well they really did want their job doing...and probably had some money left after their hidden alcoholism or Xanax addiction to pay for it to continue....
why?
And I always knew what the pattern was but having a truly lovely few days even if hard work (i told my fave librarian she 'won' yesters) reviewing or beginning to ten years of chronicle with all sorts of bits of fantastic aides to a fabulous memory - most pictures taken so i can locate the audio that was being recorded at the time so it will take a lot longer, yes the pattern is so obvious: if one is as a true fringeland rural person of the land must be, always, and was taught well by oldman mentor Ralph, always methodical...always. No matter what or which psychodrama they are addicted to around you, you tune them out and forward plan THE JOB in your head even when off paid duty so they are in fact getting you at about 2/3 of minimum wage as their job inhabits your head even when not being paid to do it, or getting ripped off for the last chunk of wages so often they need to as they need to... live in their psychodramas, yes methodical means that irrespective of the waffle they're waffling to fill in the time between their next pill or drink or session sat all day watching their telly any good rural worker battling the weather and aas always wanting best bang for buck, meaning a great job at reduced cost one thinks ahead such as ponder how one may get wood as dry as possible before creosoting or the necessary two coats of thick bitumern if a gatepost - the way gatesposts just rot away within a few years nowadays as they are designed to, when ye olde gateposts lasted thirty or forty
anyway just drying wood properly in the sun may require considerable guile plotting where to put them out to dry getting best sun and how to quickly put them under shelter ikf there was a rainy one..
etc
a constant tangoish dance and flow of real actual energy to harness that solar energy as if one paints creosote onto dam wood its far less penetrative
And then the tools getting out what you need, and knowing what you will need again the next day and leaving them out close to the job or its some neurotic palaver just to restart the next day and you have some madman or woman who cant be bothered to do their job themselves making comments about leaving her tools out when its her ferkin wages you are saving and anyway you are way up in the hills and youve already checked for dodgy dogs off leads that may take a hammer to play in the yonder field...
Anyway yes methodical ... pride is an awful word and always was the end of sane society but one does have a certain amount of it when figuring that the application of that days methodical plotting saved her money and also gets the long job done just a tad more quickly...
the4 only true pleasure for some years...
now this is a real life version i am afraid of one of my few hero's Primo Levi's books like Other Peoples Trades where he taught us by making gently wry observations of others he would encounter as he travelled far and wide on his jobs.... (oh yes of course that's the other thing they HATE..i mean really really hatefully decry in you) if they see a few intellectualish real novels out on your dashboard that arent some murder mystery or KAtie FForde bimbo towers thing... so one should always leave visible - they will spy! a Turgenev... or even better a Yevgenia Ginsburg which has the added bucvketful of glass splinters chucked into their safe spaciness factor of "yes a peasant woman Russian who survived many years in Stalin's gulags ALSO wrote the best book ever on persisting a gulag and finding the silver linings and a far deeper humanity via her real life experiences...... " when all they can do is be addicted to breakfast reality tv or moaning...
that will cement the hilarious opprobrium which initially was based upon their utter hate of ones methodical approach to their job... it will cement it, as usual with that useful product, that they could have mixed and laid themselves in the base of the wobbly post... turning their disdain at someone methodical ... often reorganising their chaotic toolshed on day one of a new JOB, so as to be more efficient in the rest of THE JOB.... which of course they whine at and know immediately this is being done on THEIR time and money!! how dare he....
never ever actually later admitting that the methodical requirement on day one to organise the tools for simplest efficient access the rest of the days on their JOB.... actually saved them money - i.e. my time working on their job... methodically
And therein lies another 'equation' (there are a few discovered mid waffle in the audio series ) a ruralJOBperson must be methodical - especially when as usual there are no helpers ever to even help keep posts upright when cementing them as all the women ran away to live nearer Harvey's Nicks... or emotionally blackmail you they are Mother Theresa working every hour god gave ion 'care' when if they did care for their oldfolk they are paid to care for they would wheel them out into the sunshine ...(they never do i have DOZENS of audio and film explorations of this fact over a decade ) or not forcefeed them cake so as to remain as fat as they almost always are when even the BBC knew sugar was amn actual pukka poison 35 years ago...
so the amount of being methodical is a constant for all my adult life in fact despite being a bit wonky as a teen thentoo as it was fully taught by loving old man without a CRB check...
my methodicality [the constant] x their level of chaos [or if less than average their level of inner guilt or angst at a VERY useless meaningless life] = the amount of wages ripped off,or false promises of future work that never transpires
.....which is a breach of contract in any faith
but espesh so called Chriostian... but then as many also went 'pagan' as that became trendy 15 years ago, and latterly shamaniacas that followed a meaningless word that the romans used merely to describe the not-cives who lived in the countryside, no voodoo intended... i hope the hexes get stuck in their crossbows and hurt their fingers when they backfire...
Now..it has to be confessed slightly buoyed on by a smiley librarian two days indoors a lot tolerated... and its time to drip-drip Chinese torture start to get really into the chronicle and for all those addicted to the 'dopamine' of it must be about NOW! or its no good i shall mix in things from the very recent past.... that are still ongoing...
and thus still 'live' issues....
sdo as my Youtube stalkers know (its astounding some literally are onto anything new i upload within seconds i do not exagerate.. the 'views' thing does work i know as sometimes i try to lure in the lost one with a fun video set to private only she can see it as only she knows of it and it remains mercilessly unviewed...) anything can pop up ...
but my real genuine lament is ONLY that so few listen to the substack audios... infact i dont really 'get' it. why bother putting your mean noses in here so often where you arent getting anything other than the quick version usually splurged at superfast rates as laptops being typed drain battery far faster than audios being on for hours and all sorts of naughty lines may even be crossed in the audio format... where one has time to truly surf a creative wave os something i know not what but i almost never put on pause as my recorder is so buggered its a longer job to put on pause than if ever absolutely necessary bleep some guest appearance i natter to as i am recording them....
anyway ... even if images can't yet be sorted for the best image of a series as that takes too much time, too...
and anyway images are auides memoirs to come back to films or audios made concurrently
2020
a whole series on this over half a decade first a small shoot of a new sapling that had come from the old tunk blahh blahh...
captured over all seasons as i would walk past it most days at the lasterregion..
not my furniture THAT time (but only fools sue or get em arrested for crtiminal damage there's no art in that...nor justice...justice is only by making something ugly, beautiful.... i will be spending the rest of my last third of life upon.... i won!) 
one of thousands just representing 2020 total bliss
but, one of thousands representing or rather being within something else: so interesting.... May 2020 .. endless sunshine for weeks..
