Morning.
Sunday.
Dry.
CBS.
Cool in here at 18.4 deg, 19.5 deg in the kitchen, 17 deg in the leanto, 13.8 deg in the saltinghouse.
1007.5 mBar, 29.751 in Hg, 755.687 Torr, 14.61 psi, (down from 1008 last night), 71% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 21st of October 2019 I bought some kitty litter (I assume them next door were away or something), followed by a walk up to the res and the viewless point (this last I haven't been to in years now after the leg excitement in 2020), whereas NF was posting Monday links and lunch was had by NF and LM and me, all in different places of course, just to clear up any misunderstanding.
Shirts in the WM.
Shirts out of the WM.
Smalls in the WM.
Smalls out of the WM.
Cottons in the WM.
Shirts & smalls & my mum's pinnies* (as discovered in a drawer during the moth killing sprees a month or so ago, it's taken until now to remember to wash them) pegged out on the line.
Lunch: baked spud etc.
Entertainment: thing about Septic skool shootings. Considering "they" (the BBC) changed one of this morning's broadcasts due to the Orange One's lucky escape, surprising the skool shootings one remained.
Shirts and pinnies* in off the line & roughly iRoned: now airing upstairs.
*No idea why I'm keeping these: I'll never use them. Then again there are table cloths embroidered by my Gran that'll never be used (no table), so: ditto (and she popped her clogs in 1967).
Cottons in off the line & those requiring the iRon received its attentions.
The Infinite Monkey Cage: The end of the universe.
The Infinite Monkey Cage: Black Holes.
Cooking some eating apples that have festered in the kitchen since I went off them during the 2nd chinese plague attack some months ago: Meh.
Entertainment: the extras on the "Sunset Boulevard (1950)" dvd.
Tea: soup etc.
Entertainment: More Infinite Monkey Cage: archaeology from space.
The remainder of the commentary on "Sunset Boulevard (1950)".
Skinwalker Ranch bollox: they've lost a big rocket they shot through the "anomalous zone".
Veronica Mars S3 E18.
Sunday.
Dry.
CBS.
Cool in here at 18.4 deg, 19.5 deg in the kitchen, 17 deg in the leanto, 13.8 deg in the saltinghouse.
1007.5 mBar, 29.751 in Hg, 755.687 Torr, 14.61 psi, (down from 1008 last night), 71% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 21st of October 2019 I bought some kitty litter (I assume them next door were away or something), followed by a walk up to the res and the viewless point (this last I haven't been to in years now after the leg excitement in 2020), whereas NF was posting Monday links and lunch was had by NF and LM and me, all in different places of course, just to clear up any misunderstanding.
Shirts in the WM.
Shirts out of the WM.
Smalls in the WM.
Smalls out of the WM.
Cottons in the WM.
Shirts & smalls & my mum's pinnies* (as discovered in a drawer during the moth killing sprees a month or so ago, it's taken until now to remember to wash them) pegged out on the line.
Lunch: baked spud etc.
Entertainment: thing about Septic skool shootings. Considering "they" (the BBC) changed one of this morning's broadcasts due to the Orange One's lucky escape, surprising the skool shootings one remained.
Shirts and pinnies* in off the line & roughly iRoned: now airing upstairs.
*No idea why I'm keeping these: I'll never use them. Then again there are table cloths embroidered by my Gran that'll never be used (no table), so: ditto (and she popped her clogs in 1967).
Cottons in off the line & those requiring the iRon received its attentions.
The Infinite Monkey Cage: The end of the universe.
The Infinite Monkey Cage: Black Holes.
Cooking some eating apples that have festered in the kitchen since I went off them during the 2nd chinese plague attack some months ago: Meh.
Entertainment: the extras on the "Sunset Boulevard (1950)" dvd.
Tea: soup etc.
Entertainment: More Infinite Monkey Cage: archaeology from space.
The remainder of the commentary on "Sunset Boulevard (1950)".
Skinwalker Ranch bollox: they've lost a big rocket they shot through the "anomalous zone".
Veronica Mars S3 E18.
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