Morning.
Tuesday.
Grey.
Foggy.
Misty.
Drizzly.
Sunless.
Have I mentioned it's grey?
Curiously warmish side of chilly out though it's 12.2 deg in here, 12 deg in the kitchen, 11 deg in the leanto.
1023 mBar, 30.2 in Hg, 767.3131 Torr, 14.8373 psi, (up from 1020 last night), 68% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 13th of December 2019 it was cold wet & windy in Manchester where LM was for some unknown reason, it was dryish here and the sun came out while I was doing the needful washings, and NF reminded us all that he'd been born 20 miles from Manchester so knew what the weather was like, whereas BR14 remarked that the sun's hat had blown off.
Major Luna Standstill. Who'd have thunk?
It's still grey, maybe slightly less misty, foggy, & drizzly.
Lunch: brunch.
Entertainment: book.
Walk (unabbreviated) walked in the grey gloomy drizzle. Nice enough if you like that sort of thing, like.
Tea: Brains faggots with peas & suchlike. Nice enough.
Entertainment: PM <click> I can't stand (amongst many other irritating things) interviews over phone "lines" which keep breaking up all the time.
Dunno what else there is this evening. Looked in my £5.95 Radio Times without spotting anything gripping and "Shooter (2016)" S2 finished last week.
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Instead of "Shooter (2016)" the offering of "Dirty Harry (1971)" was accepted, or rather, the final half hour or so. I also watched sommat else but can for the life of me remember what it was: oh yes, it was a thing on Quest Red about the psychopath Philpott: the one who incinerated five of his children. A real charmer. It analysed his acting during the police appeal etc.
Tuesday.
Grey.
Foggy.
Misty.
Drizzly.
Sunless.
Have I mentioned it's grey?
Curiously warmish side of chilly out though it's 12.2 deg in here, 12 deg in the kitchen, 11 deg in the leanto.
1023 mBar, 30.2 in Hg, 767.3131 Torr, 14.8373 psi, (up from 1020 last night), 68% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 13th of December 2019 it was cold wet & windy in Manchester where LM was for some unknown reason, it was dryish here and the sun came out while I was doing the needful washings, and NF reminded us all that he'd been born 20 miles from Manchester so knew what the weather was like, whereas BR14 remarked that the sun's hat had blown off.
Major Luna Standstill. Who'd have thunk?
It's still grey, maybe slightly less misty, foggy, & drizzly.
Lunch: brunch.
Entertainment: book.
Walk (unabbreviated) walked in the grey gloomy drizzle. Nice enough if you like that sort of thing, like.
Tea: Brains faggots with peas & suchlike. Nice enough.
Entertainment: PM <click> I can't stand (amongst many other irritating things) interviews over phone "lines" which keep breaking up all the time.
Dunno what else there is this evening. Looked in my £5.95 Radio Times without spotting anything gripping and "Shooter (2016)" S2 finished last week.

Instead of "Shooter (2016)" the offering of "Dirty Harry (1971)" was accepted, or rather, the final half hour or so. I also watched sommat else but can for the life of me remember what it was: oh yes, it was a thing on Quest Red about the psychopath Philpott: the one who incinerated five of his children. A real charmer. It analysed his acting during the police appeal etc.
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