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I’d put some belly pork on to cook slowly under foil this afternoon, with the idea of making pork chow mein. But then I got involved in a long email chain with my siblings about stuff to do with Irish passports immediately after work, so in the end I just took the foil off, seasoned it a bit and whacked the heat up to brown it, then made chips and beans to go with it
This was accompanied by another episode of the motorway cops thing
I got mildly confused this afternoon after sprint planning, thinking for some reason that it was Tuesday. I made myself a cup of coffee and just as it was ready, Teams started pinging with messages. Turned out it’s Wednesday and the weekly “huddle” for all digital people had just started! This worked out well, because I always make a coffee to have while I listen to that
And once that was done, I did an online Health & Safety course, thereby completing the mandatory training that I’ve been failing to renew for, I think, three years now. I believe there’s been pressure from the Cabinet Office so they’ve been chasing everybody about getting it done for the last few weeks
This week I knitted a prime factors jumper. Basically each prime has a different colour (the light blue background is 1, which is a factor of everything) and the other numbers are represented by multiplying the primes. Quite pleased with it. Fits approx 2 year old who will be far too young to understand the maths, but my patience/arthritic knuckles didn't feel up to a bigger one!
Chilly in here at 13.8 deg, 13 something in the kitchen, 11.5 in the leanto, 8 in the saltinghouse.
1019.5 mBar, 30.1 in Hg, 764.7 Torr, 14.786 psi, (down from 1021 last night), 68% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 19th of March 2020 covbob, Brillo, and LM popped in.
Washing frenzy in progress.
Lunch: brunch. Entertainment: R4 waffling on about fake self employment.
Shirts in off the line & duly iRoned & airing upstairs.
Entertainment: TWATO with much about the Fugging Egyptian Grocer & his vile brother. Followed by a thing about Evelyn Waugh and "Black Mischief" which, it transpires, I have on a bookshelf across the room though I've never read it (two copies of course as is only rite & proper, like). Must get around to reading the Crouchback "Sword of Honour" trilogy, this being the one I recall listening to on the wireless some half century ago though bits of it were televised a couple of decades ago (2001 as it happens, with that Daniel Craig chap: good script but poor direction apparently).
Blue sky from horizon to horizon. Very sunny. .
Walk (unabbreviated, towpath) walked in the warm sunshine. Two layers fewer & I was still warm, too warm by the end.
On NF's Neath murder thing: I meant to have a look in the cemetery this afternoon & completely forgot, there being a murder stone which may be that of the unfortunate young lady NF spoke of yesterday.
I recall a previous murder, the murderer in question nearly ran me over in 1990(ish) when he was attempting to get rid of her not quite dead yet body in the res up the hill.
He'd clouted her with a hammer & stuffed her in the boot of his car, which had a broken windscreen, this being what I recognized on the tv news the next day when he was cornered by the plod.
Aside from nearly running me over, he drove nearly 1000 miles up & down the M4, turned up the stereo to hide her moans from the boot, and gave someone a lift to Bristol with her still in the boot.
He'd almost served his time then hanged himself in clink 6 weeks before his release date. Apparently he was upset at the death of his father and the death by overdose of a lady friend.
Could have saved us 13 years of keeping the oxygen thief alive if he'd done it a bit sooner.
Now outside a cup of mediocre yet consistent coffee.
Tea: Tesco breaded? battered? cod?: nice enough.
Everything in off the line & the last of it is in the TD to finish off.
Entertainment: PM. Disgusting septic heavy metal rock while they kill people. Fecking animals. The sooner that bunch are behind bars the better. Or underground. Especially that Orange Mother****er.
Scotland Yard: "the mail van murder (1957)". Revenge: best served cold: dig two graves, or in this case: three..
Alice Roberts: Hospital through time: aortic replacement: 10 hours op. Stone me. Nice leeches. This is not stunningly inneresting.
The Bad Skin Clinic: chap with eczema. Chap with a zit on his neck and on his nads: folicular occlusion: HS: the one on his neck: epidermoid cyst. Oh dear: has to stop smoking. . Elderly lady covered in red spots: reactive perforating collagenosis.
This week I knitted a prime factors jumper. Basically each prime has a different colour (the light blue background is 1, which is a factor of everything) and the other numbers are represented by multiplying the primes. Quite pleased with it. Fits approx 2 year old who will be far too young to understand the maths, but my patience/arthritic knuckles didn't feel up to a bigger one!
Morning all
CBS, etc, and a chilly 5C on our walk earlier. A little mist in the valleys and a lot of dew on the grass. Looks like a pleasant day. Off to the airport later to go visit my dad.
Grey start out, and slightly misty if one looks far enough away. Feels a bit chilly too, and the figures bear this out as it’s only 4°C, though it’ll get sunnier this afternoon and soar to 13°. The barometers are steady at 1014/1022mB
And the accompanying viewing was The Truth About My Murder on iPlayer, being the case of a young woman from Neath who was murdered by her boyfriend on the Bwlch Mountain road in 2007
Another day done, so that’s half the working week out of the way!
Unlike yesterday, I managed to be highly productive today. I was able to demo some stuff for the stakeholders at lunchtime, which they were happy with despite the UI being a bit messy. And this afternoon, I managed to sort out a whole load of the cosmetic messiness, along with rejigging the URL scheme to make certain things easier to implement, and get the whole app in reasonable shape for a demo in the Show & Tell tomorrow morning
Afternoon all.
hard morning pissing off PM's today.
Hey, i deserve my fun, i work hard for it
Lunch has been warm salt beef with English mustard and sliced wally's on sourdough.
Very nice too.
lovely day here, CBS with a light breeze. v springlike.
Nice sunny and warmish walk after my arty farty thing. Had to give a lift there to a lady (not on loony lady list) I know as she has broken her toe and ankle. Second fracture she's had in 6 months, old ladies get very fragile.
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