Morning.
Dry.
Sunny.
Blueish sky with high white cloud.
20.5 deg in here.
1011 mBar, 29.85 in Hg, 65% RH.
Monday.
Telex machine gleaming again.
Walk (abbreviated) walked.
Two hedges trimmed.
The self planted & extremely vigorous rose has been massacred which should keep in some sort of check for another year, though in two years it'll be back.
Some brambles cleared from next door's path to save the poor bloody postman from the thorns.
Lunch: poached tomato and scrambled egg on nonblue Morrisons wholemeal sunflower and spelt bread, a bramble jelly sandwich on crust of same, a red corner yog, 0.91 pints of good Glengettie tea.
Entertainment: Car SOS: Lotus Elise.
Well I've certainly got sommat in my eyes after that one.
At least she got to drive it a little.
The MOT ran out in 2019 so one assumes it's back in the shed.
Managed to strim the front lawn before the deluge began.
Either there's sommat wrong with my eyes or it's getting darker & darker.
And, with that, the deluge begins.
"They"'re replacing the tarmac on the road today.
Picked a fine day for it.
Not.
The rain it hammereth down, so I've closed the windows.
There's torrents flowing in the gutters of the road.
Entertainment: Trucking Hell: no Rory.
With dear Michael appearing for the first time.
And it's still pissing down, though not as heavily as earlier.
Tea: more of the roast lamb, some tinned pears, a yog, 0.91 pints of good Glenettie tea.
Entertainment: Discovering Helen Mirren.
I wonder if they'll include the film where she's Jason Statham's mum.
Oddly enough, they didn't.
Since it's sunny, more brambles were massacred, though they seem to have grown remarkably in the 4 weeks or so since last I did it.
The ash trees are going great guns too.
Might watch Elementary S6 E? if the fancy takes me.
Followed, since it's Monday apparently, by NCIS S17 E4 "Someone else's shoes".
Dry.
Sunny.
Blueish sky with high white cloud.
20.5 deg in here.
1011 mBar, 29.85 in Hg, 65% RH.
Monday.
Telex machine gleaming again.
Walk (abbreviated) walked.
Two hedges trimmed.
The self planted & extremely vigorous rose has been massacred which should keep in some sort of check for another year, though in two years it'll be back.
Some brambles cleared from next door's path to save the poor bloody postman from the thorns.
Lunch: poached tomato and scrambled egg on nonblue Morrisons wholemeal sunflower and spelt bread, a bramble jelly sandwich on crust of same, a red corner yog, 0.91 pints of good Glengettie tea.
Entertainment: Car SOS: Lotus Elise.
Well I've certainly got sommat in my eyes after that one.
At least she got to drive it a little.
The MOT ran out in 2019 so one assumes it's back in the shed.
Managed to strim the front lawn before the deluge began.
Either there's sommat wrong with my eyes or it's getting darker & darker.
And, with that, the deluge begins.
"They"'re replacing the tarmac on the road today.
Picked a fine day for it.
Not.
The rain it hammereth down, so I've closed the windows.
There's torrents flowing in the gutters of the road.
Entertainment: Trucking Hell: no Rory.
With dear Michael appearing for the first time.
And it's still pissing down, though not as heavily as earlier.
Tea: more of the roast lamb, some tinned pears, a yog, 0.91 pints of good Glenettie tea.
Entertainment: Discovering Helen Mirren.
I wonder if they'll include the film where she's Jason Statham's mum.
Oddly enough, they didn't.
Since it's sunny, more brambles were massacred, though they seem to have grown remarkably in the 4 weeks or so since last I did it.
The ash trees are going great guns too.
Might watch Elementary S6 E? if the fancy takes me.
Followed, since it's Monday apparently, by NCIS S17 E4 "Someone else's shoes".
I think I may reopen the living room one a bit though.
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