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    Some hot wings with ketchup for lunch

    Nice and sunny out, with some high wisps here and there to add texture

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      Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
      I see NCP is up the creek. I used to use the non-NCP car park at Bloomsbury Square when going down to London because it was safe and secure. Then NCP bought them out, and the last time I checked the reviews, they’re full of people whose cars have been broken into. One guy even described how it worked: the car park attendants were collaborating with a gang and would let them in through the security gates when they wanted to plunder the place. Whenever people tried to get CCTV off NCP, it “hadn’t been working”, and it was clear NCP didn’t give a damn. And that’s why I’ve never parked at Bloomsbury Square since they bought it
      According to a reel on Instagram that I've just watched, NCP has gone bust because of home working post-COVID.

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        Tea has been chicken in red wine sauce with little duck-fat-roasted potatoes and petits pois

        I made a load of the potatoes, as I can freeze the rest and they’ll heat up quickly in the air fryer

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          Originally posted by ladymuck View Post

          According to a reel on Instagram that I've just watched, NCP has gone bust because of home working post-COVID.
          I suspect abysmal service had a part to play as well. It’s not as if city centres are still deserted at all times, and I’m probably not the only person who looks for alternatives if the nearest car park to where I want to be is an NCP one

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            Arty farty thing this morning. Skipped karaoke this evening as too flipping tired.
            bloggoth

            If everything isn't black and white, I say, 'Why the hell not?'
            John Wayne (My guru, not to be confused with my beloved prophet Jeremy Clarkson)

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              Earlier, I started watching the latest episode of Forensics: The Real CSI

              And later, I read some more of The Dark Forest

              Goodnight all

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                Morning all

                Clear sky with occasional wisps. Dry. Currently 7 degrees with a high of 17 expected. Barometer up to 1019 mBar

                Sunrise 06:09; Sunset 18:11 GMT

                On my way to clientCo offices for a long day of meetings.

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                  Morning denizens

                  Completely clear blue sky here and no wind to speak of, judging by the lack of shimmy on the tall conifers. It’s 8°C and expected to soar to a relatively sizzling 18° this afternoon, with the barometers up a bit 1007/1015mB

                  Lots of meetings for me this morning too. I’ve got to do a few minutes at the Show & Tell, so I suppose I should prepare a bit of telling so they understand what I’m showing

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                    Morning all
                    CBS, etc, a lovely sunrise earlier, nice to feel it on my back early in the walk.
                    Finally got the bill through from the plumber for the boiler service he did in January, which I have now paid.
                    I've put my short raincoat and waterproof trousers in the wash as I reckon I can get them out and dried this morning.
                    …Maybe we ain’t that young anymore

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                      Morning.

                      Wednesday?

                      Dry.

                      Blue white sky.

                      Wanly sunny.

                      NotSoChilly in here at 14.5 deg, 13? deg in the kitchen, 11 in the leanto.

                      1012.5 mBar, 29.899 in Hg, 759.4 Torr, 14.685 psi, (up from 1009 last night), 65% RH (Lidl electric).

                      Meanwhile on the 21st of March 2020 the Polish Cafe opposite NF was open again, LM was washing things & opening & closing windows, plus buying bog roll from Wilko, BR14 and scruff popped in, with BR14 distressed that his daily 3 hours in the pub was no longer possible, whilst I was chatting with her next door over the garden wall.

                      It must be said that this painful neck is not exactly getting any better. Ho hum. And there's some inneresting clicks coming from it and the left shoulder. I think I'm time expired, past my useby date. .

                      Walk (unabbreviated, towpath) walked in the baking heat of the morning. Could have done with a layer less.

                      Nice chat with her next door but one, a nice chat with a couple who turned out to be related to the now very late chap who owned the weed house 36 years ago, and a nice chat with the chap I chat with in Penydre.

                      Lunch: brunch. Entertainment: Y&Y waffling on about small abattoirs. <click> I can think of a couple of such in Neath that are long long gone.

                      So that's what yesterday's plod overload was about:

                      https://uk.news.yahoo.com/car-plunge...131923596.html

                      Plus a fire engine.

                      I was about 100 yards away at the time.

                      More gardening. Pruned the gooseberries. Hacked the ashtree seedlings. Damn things are everywhere.

                      Spoke to her next door & was congratulated on my new grand nephew.

                      Tea: tesco battered "fish" (couldn't find the battered haddock so gave this a try: well there's only another 3 of them left ). Nice enough. Ish. Entertainment: PM. <maga nutjob click>

                      Scotland Yard. Dunno why watching 70 year old tv programmes is more inneresting than any of the other offering. .

                      Hospital through time with Alice Roberts. Hope it's a bit more uplifting than last week's with that poor sod with metastasized testicular cancer.

                      The Welsh language thing.
                      Last edited by DoctorStrangelove; Today, 18:03.
                      When the fun stops, STOP.

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