AN EMPTY DIARY

There is usually at least one job in the offing, but at this time of year I have no work booked at all. I have just finished a week's work over New Year, a day job of London-Windsor followed by a six day tour, both of which went well and were lucrative enough. The tour leader on the one day job the last off the coach and handed me an envelope just as I had given up hope of a tip - sometimes they just do not appear - but there were three crisp ten and two five pound notes with a card, which was very pleasing. Tips on the longer tour were also good and I have been told by the Inland Revenue that I do not owe them any money as I overpaid last year - although I only paid what I was told to.
So now it is time to spend - some money (and work) on the house and maybe a new car. I have even seent he one I want, although the insurance for Brixton (with my not particuarly good record) is almost half the cost of the car. And then there is that sneaking feeling in the back of your mind that maybe they won't come this year and I will need what I made last year to tide me over. Still , it would be a shame to drop dead with too much money in the bank. So, if I am not earning, I might as well be spending.
Meanwhile off to the airport to collect Leena who has had a Finnish New Year - I am sure there is a pun there but I doubt if it is worth the search.