its been a week where is the blogger?

Yes,
I can hear the cries of anguish from across the ocean as my loyal band of reader logs in every day to find......nothing.
Now there is a very good reason for this, I may be in Kabul, I may be working for a mine clearing agency but..........accountancy is boring, wherever you are. In fact, I have made up a joke: What is the difference between accountancy in Canterbury and accountancy in Kabul.................one is comfortable and boring the other is uncomfortable and boring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OK, it is not really a joke, but I am working on it.
SO what is occupying my mind currently on this Sunday morning. First, Friday our DAY OFF and this time I was not sick, so me and Nick (he is ex-UK army and is expert in bomb disposal) went to the ISAF HQ after breakfast. Those of you who are keeping up with the achromyms will know that ISAF is the International Security Assistance Force which is a cuddly name for the poor guys who are in places like Helmand fighting the Taleb. Anyway once we were through the inevitable security we went for a stroll around their encampment, had a nice cup of real coffee on the pizza bar terrace and then had a look around the shops. I bought the ultimate luxury of a bottle of mouthwash, but some of the items on sale were, to say the least unusual, including a vast array of large knives. Now, I realise none of you know Nick, but I am sure you all know a naughty boy who has to pick up and fiddle with anything that is in the shop, well that is Nick. Literally everything had to be handled. (Like a woman in a clothes shop, nothing can be passed without being touched!!!! ;-) )
To cut a long story to medium, in the end he bought a throwing knife. Oh yes, one last thing about ISAF, a sign that "tickled my fancy" Obviously there are a lot of people wandering around with guns etc. Outside the bar 'limit of one beer when carrying firearms' Now, how comforting is that!!!!!
So, back to the house where we are having an extension built. SO we set up a bag of cement on a pile of sand and practiced our circus knife throwing skills. He were complete pants, frequently not even hitting the pile of sand let alone the bag of cement. In the end there were three of us, managing roughly one hit in 10 throws. Curiously Rachel would not agree to hold a balloon in her teeth for us!!!!
It was a warm and sunny day, (Hot is now gone as we are heading towards the beginning of autumn). In fact, only 2 weeks ago I need the fan on the keep me cool to sleep, now I have a blanket on my bed. So a pleasant afternoon was rounded off, sitting in the garden reading a book.
To finish the day, our big, boss man from Scotland arrived and we headed out to a Thai restaurant for dinner where I had a very fine yellow vegetable curry with coconut.
That's almost all folks as Saturday was a work day. You all know by now my ritual of following the mighty addicks on the teletext on Saturday evening, but after that a bit if a result. I have a info sheet that says there are squash courts at; the British Embassy, the UNICA guest house, the Intercontinental hotel and the 'old German Club' so last night we went on an expedition. First up the intercontinental hotel - no courts, next the British Embassy where the following conversation took place - "are you British?" - "yes" - "I am sorry, sir but the embassy closes at 7, could you come back tomorrow" - "thank you, and if I was not British?" Puzzled look from security guard, but there is hope!! Next stop UNICA guest house, result they have a court, OK it is four yellow painted concrete walls with a beige painted concrete floor, but it looked like a squash court and felt like a squash court, therefore it IS a squash court. The bad news, there was a sign on the wall saying the Kabul squash championship was last weekend and cancelled due to a lack of entrants, IT COULD HAVE BEEN ME!!!!!!!!
I will search out the old German club tonight and return to the British Embassy before close tonight.
That's all folks!!!!