Jazzy D's Soul Notes

I went to Canterbury to sell some records at Vinylman Jr. in Castle Street. This was the second occasion I visited the store and last time received £25 for a good few. This time I had 33 Lps and left them with him for a quote. I have not received the quote yet, but I suspect he was busy and phone me tomorrow or I will contact him. I am hoping to get £50 for these.

I will let you know the result.

I had lunch in the city at the Wetherspoons pub. Being that it was steak day, I opted for a chicken dish instead. I had the lemon and herbs chicken with chips.

When I arrived back in Favesham, I sold a few books to Past Sentence, and picked up my blood pressure prescription from Boots.

For my evening snack, I had a banana and peanut butter sandwich on malted bread. Separtely they are nice but together it is a real delicious sensation.

It is Mary's birthday today. She is my classical loving neighbour at number 27 above. Anyway, I knew she would be having a meal with her daughter at The Ship Inn just around the corner here in Ospringe.
We decided to come after they had the meal.

So, I and Dawn, Jane from 29, as well as Anna, crashed it from two onwards.

I had a pint of Masterbrew at the pub. A whopping four quid - double than the Spoons pub I visit.

Just arrived back home.



Jane and Anna at the pub.



Leaving the pub. I am following behind Dawn. Obvious reasons :)

Eunice has passed and gone to Europe. Perhaps if it reaches Russia it could blow the troops around Ukraine away. Meanwhile, pics of the dereliction of the O2 Arena begs the question should we keep that carbuncle that is an eyesore to some and not to others, or simply demolish it?

Anyway, I was going to do a rail travel survey job for one of my companies but due to the havoc of yesterday, all trains are extremely delayed or cancelled altogether. I decided not to go and now it is raining hard.





It was going to be four journeys from Faversham up to Margate, then Canterbury West and then Ramsgate and back and only on a Saturday. I could do it next Saturday but I feel now that I cannot be bothered.

So I popped into my local pub and had breakfast there.

Another day of mixed weather. It started overcast and then up till midday it turned out.to be very sunny and mild.
So I made the most of it by taking a bus to the city centre. I brought some wine for the evening dinner. We are having lasagne tonight. I also had a beer at Spoons North Street Brighton.
Bro is generally coping well under the circumstances.

Well, that was an interesting day. I had to pop into town to post an LP I sold on Discogs, and on my walk-up West Street I met Amanda outside the Refinery coffee shop. So, I had a coffee with her and a chat. I then looked around the market, perusing some charity shops, before heading towards my local pub. Ewart arrived around 2.30 pm and I gave him five Bob Dylan CDs from the haul from Tony yesterday.

Whilst we were in the pub, Amanda arrived and I had a quick chat with her, before continuing my rapturous and enveloping discussion with Ewart about music, culture, and politics. I gave Amanda my phone number for a possible meet up mid-week forthcoming.

Four pints later we departed our separate ways. Dinner was cheesy pasta with garlic.

We had our usual Monday get-together at my local pub. Ewart arrived at around midday and we left approximately four hours later. He gave me some Czech New Wave movies to watch on loan. I gave him the Tracey Thorn book.

Evening dinner was a mushroom pasta with garlic and tomato sauce topped with mozzarella cheese. Very delicious and filling.



I then had an evening siesta. This was around seven until twenty minutes ago.

It turned to be a very nice sunny day. I popped into town to get some decent coffee and have a few beers at my local pub.

I also have a chargrilled chicken dish there.

The usual gang were there plus this lady from Chelsea, London, called Amanda. I had seen her before talking to Tim. Anyway, we got chatting about music and other things, and after a couple of hours at Spoons gravitated down to her café stop – The Refinery - at the top end of West Street. She had wine and I had a craft ale.



I forgot to add that whilst at Spoons her sister came in, and her name is Caroline. Caroline left before us, but we joined her at the café. The café closes at four, so we then walked back to Spoons without Caroline. We had our final beer and vino at Spoons before departing our separate ways, but as we said goodbye, Amanda asked if I will be in the pub tomorrow. I said “Well if you are there I will be there too".

So, that is how I will leave it for now.

In the end, I did pop out to town despite the weather.

I did another charity shop from one of the companies I work for and as the shop was locally based in Faversham, I thought I would do it today. I gave them a donation bag of clothing and bought two paperbacks.

I then popped into my local pub and had the chargrilled chicken with lemon and herbs, spicy rice, and coleslaw. My neighbour diagonally above me here in Waterstone Place, Tim, was there talking to another regular.

I washed down the food down with a pint of Wantsum Dynamo ale (4.3 % ABV).

I also heard some gossip as well. Bob at number 11 is banging the daughter of John the Hat at number 1. The daughter has a teenager as well who likes Tim very much as a friend only. I also discovered that many years ago Tim was in jail alongside the Kray twins! I am not certain about what he was in jail for, but he knew Ronny very well.

There is something about a pub. You see all walks of life in such places.

The curtain twitchers are still twitching. I am a persona non gratis with them and really, I do not care at all. Even Tim has had words with them. Nosy parkers really rile me up.

Oh well, back to the music.

Well, folks, that was a good day. A day of heavy imbibing at my local pub, during the afternoon, with Phil and Jimbo. Not seen Jimbo for about eight years and not since they left the Dover Castle Inn eight years ago Time does fly by quickly. Ewart joined an hour later, and we had about four pints before we hit the whisky. Mind you, both Phil and Jimbo left by then, and I arrived home at around seven and promptly fell asleep. Until now of course.


Good times.

I had almost forgotten to meet Ewart today for a few beers at my local. Luckily a text message from him had reminded me that he would be coming whilst I waited for a bus to take me to Canterbury. Canterbury can be done another day anyhow.

So that is what we had - three pints of ale each. I then went to the supermarket to get some food items and to the charity shop next door to the pub. In the charity shop, I found this paperback for a quid.



I have a feeling that the author has also written for The Wire magazine, but I need to check that out.

Anyway, no pussy footing tomorrow as I will be busy for the next two days with visits.