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I've hauled everything out from the cupboard under the sink, as they'll need to get in there to unhook the old washer-dryer and connect the new one. This has made me realise that it doesn't actually have to be the cluttered and disorganised mess that I've just kind of accepted. That was simply a result of me dumping stuff in there in a hurry when I was first moving in, then adding more stuff as and when something seemed like it belonged in there
It doesn't help that the pipes for the washer-dryer are trailing across it though. Once the new one's been installed, I'll rig something up to run those along the top, or at least higher up, out of the way
History group pub yack followed by walking group pub yack followed by visit to loony lady 1 to retune her TV, then a nice lone walk. Now just me and me little puppet parrot. He doesn't yack unless I squeeze his beak.
Somebody just used the lift to go to the top floor so unless they're still in there, it'll probably be OK for Friday
The drizzly showers continued for a while but seem to have moved on. It's still looking very gloomy and grey out there though, as if it's thinking about bringing them back
Cloudy. Currently 17 degrees with a high of 21 expected. May brighten up as the day progresses. Low risk of rain. Barometer at 1016 mBar.
Sunrise 05:55; Sunset 20:13 BST
Wedding day. None of us want to go. Mum especially was refusing to get dressed, saying her family are all c's and why would she want to see them. Last week she was pleased at the prospect, saying she hasn't seen them in ages. My brother managed to get her bundled in the car a mere 25 mins behind schedule. Said schedule has a heck of a lot of slack, thank goodness. I'm thinking I'd like to come home after the speeches finish at 6pm. This does mean forfeiting a night in the salubrious Travelodge Maidenhead but that's a cost I'm willing to bear.
Rain! This was not foretold by the weather app - and it still isn't acknowledging it, even as I look out of the window at the drizzly showers that can also be seen passing over on the radar app
Another rather grey day, though apparently it might brighten up a bit this afternoon. It's staying cooler too: 15°C now with a high of 20° predicted. The barometers are much the same at 1007/1015mB
There's been much activity from the lift this morning, after the manner of a lift engineer checking it out. I hope it's just a routine inspection or a service or something; I doubt the washer-dryer delivery people will be keen on carrying the new machine up to the third floor via the stairs on Friday
Wanly sunny (using imagination: actuality is grey).
Cool in here at 21.6, 22 in the kitchen, 20.5 in the leanto.
1011 mBar, 29.854 in Hg, 758.3 Torr, 14.66 psi, (up from 1009 last night), 66% RH (Lidl electric).
Meanwhile on the 9th of February 2020 DaveB made a nice lunch, the rain here went from horizontal drizzle to horizontal murrain of beasts, WTFH asked NF what the weather was like in Memphis, then declared he wanted a weather station, whereas NF had a decent night's sleep, however LM mentioned something about the British Museum to the ankle biter who then wanted to go there despite the weather.
Walk (towpath) walked in the grey gloom. Shared my memories of the time the river was in flood & flowed into the canal by the lock.
Lunch: brunch. Entertainment: "Loneliness" on R4. Y&Y waffling on about "The Nottingham Knockers" (calm down xogg).
I recall a couple of those 25 or more years ago, and bought some dusters or somesuch from the oik working on the principle that if the bollox he was talking was true then fair enough, and if the bollox he was talking wasn't true then £5 is neither here nor there.
He was tulip out of luck when he returned some weeks later. Fool me once etc.
Which has reminded me of the 419 scam actual letter than I received about 25 years ago from Hong Kong. .
Today's minor potch was short wave radio. Dug the long wire out of the box it was in & strung it down the garden to where the ash tree used to be before I cut it down.
Stone me there's a lot of electrical noise about these days. And not much to listen to. Back in the box it goes, along with that useless Maplin(tm) antenna tuner thing that's basically useless unless used with a transmitter.
I still have a curious urge to potch about with a preselector to see if that helps at all but there's so much noise from all the switch mode power supplies, broadband etc.
Did hear a little of interest: Chinese propaganda station railing at the WWII Japanese fascists etc.
And somebody talking about the cows keeping the grass down at his transmitter site, whereas some other guy was talking about the chickens not liking his use of a wire fence as a counterpoise (at least that's what I think he was talking about).
Longwire taken down again.
Freecell score: 83%, running average: 83%. Doing well until I didn't stop after losing a game. I will never learn.
In The Rewind Files, our time-travelling agent has stumbled across the Watergate burglary, and has inadvertently caused the burglars to be caught! Nobody in the future can work out yet whether this is going to turn out to be a good or bad thing…
Earlier today, I managed to do a bit more sorting out of stuff around the flat that needed dealing with. I'm now reasonably optimistic about it being possible to get the new washer-dryer from the door to the kitchen
Arty thing this morning. Have to choose between group walk and history society meet up tomorrow morning. In afternoon Loony lady 1 has badgered me into going to her place to try and fix her TV.
I didn't get around to putting it on until about half four, so it only had a couple of hours. Rookie mistake - it really needs three or four hours at around 120°C, sealed in under foil, before uncovering it and whacking the heat up to finish it off. Ah well, I'll remember next time
This was accompanied by the second half of an episode of Police Interceptors which featured the rare case of one of them allowing a bloke whose vehicle had been deemed unroadworthy (bald tyres, broken lights including indicators, didn't even have a horn) to finish his journey to work, as it was literally just round the corner and he worked at a car restorers. You more often see the New Zealand cops doing that than the Notts ones
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