Morning.
Sunday.
Grey.
Damp.
Dreary.
Sunless.
Cool in here at 19.9 deg, 21 deg in the kitchen, 19 deg in the leanto.
1005 mBar, 29.6776 in Hg, 753.81199 Torr, 14.576 psi, (down from 1008 last night), 77% RH (GDR hair), 74% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 12th of July 2019 there was discussion of my lack of innerest in dystopian nightmares which NF attributed to my retirement & the lack of stimulation that used to be generated by the Sloughe of Desponde & esteemed customers. I posited the idea of attending graduation but, as always, couldn't be arsed.
Pissing down.
Lunch: there was some sort of lunch of Stuff.
Entertainment: nothing.
Shopping trip to Morrisons for the comestibles that had run out done dusted washed dried sanitised & put away since the rain slackened off for a while so I didn't get too wet.
Entertainment: NZ Highway Cops & Motorway Patrol. Impressive breath alcohol reading of 1127 from one 20 year old driver, the limit being rather less than the 400 allowed for the over21s. He could just about walk. Rather than being banged up inthe cells he was taken back to the house of the girl friend he'd just broken up with to sober up. They were impressed when he was stopped 1400km away on the north island a day or so later.
Tea: there was tea. Fragility meant there was rather little of it.
Entertainment: JoP. Jop. particularly effective.
DMAX: NASA's unexplained files. More bollox about this that & the other.
"Why the British win every war" on Blaze: turned off after 35 seconds.
Sunday.
Grey.
Damp.
Dreary.
Sunless.
Cool in here at 19.9 deg, 21 deg in the kitchen, 19 deg in the leanto.
1005 mBar, 29.6776 in Hg, 753.81199 Torr, 14.576 psi, (down from 1008 last night), 77% RH (GDR hair), 74% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 12th of July 2019 there was discussion of my lack of innerest in dystopian nightmares which NF attributed to my retirement & the lack of stimulation that used to be generated by the Sloughe of Desponde & esteemed customers. I posited the idea of attending graduation but, as always, couldn't be arsed.
Pissing down.
Lunch: there was some sort of lunch of Stuff.
Entertainment: nothing.
Shopping trip to Morrisons for the comestibles that had run out done dusted washed dried sanitised & put away since the rain slackened off for a while so I didn't get too wet.
Entertainment: NZ Highway Cops & Motorway Patrol. Impressive breath alcohol reading of 1127 from one 20 year old driver, the limit being rather less than the 400 allowed for the over21s. He could just about walk. Rather than being banged up inthe cells he was taken back to the house of the girl friend he'd just broken up with to sober up. They were impressed when he was stopped 1400km away on the north island a day or so later.
Tea: there was tea. Fragility meant there was rather little of it.
Entertainment: JoP. Jop. particularly effective.
DMAX: NASA's unexplained files. More bollox about this that & the other.
"Why the British win every war" on Blaze: turned off after 35 seconds.
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