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[WTFH]

Morning all

TFIF, last officially billable day of the year for me.
Spelt in, so our walk was a bit shorter, and the overnight rain made it wet in some places, while the clear skies had then created frozen bits.

[NickFitz]

Over in France a little more than a hundred years ago, George Sherston ended up invalided back to Britain for the winter of 1916-17 due to an attack of dysentery, probably brought from Galipoli by Australian troops, which allowed him to get some hunting in once he'd recovered and gone home on leave. Eventually, though, the army remembered he existed and shipped him back to France, where he has just received a minor bullet wound in the battle of Arras during his first couple of hours in action since his return, and has been packed off back to a hospital in London

Friday tomorrow, insofar as days of the week mean anything once one's knocked off work at this time of year

Goodnight all

[NickFitz]

For tea tonight, I made shepherd's pie again. Very tasty

This was accompanied by the motorway-adjacent cops and their merry band of tenuously-linked dashcam clips

[NickFitz]

Getting the festive vibe on by having a few M&S Scottish all butter shortbread fingers with my afternoon coffee

[NickFitz]

Lunch has been a bacon bap, made even more bacony by the discovery of an extra rasher in the packet

[ladymuck]

A wash of one's smalls has been done and the items draped on the airer.

Some chugger came to the door begging for charity. Made my excuses to cut them off mid flow and send them on their way. Bloomin' cold out there.

[NickFitz]

Morning denizens

Patchy cloud out with frequent sunny spells. The temperature dropped sharply overnight and isn't rallying much, being 4°C aiming for 6°, with the wind making it "feel like" -3°. The barometers have bounced back a bit at 994/1002mB

[DoctorStrangelove]

Morning.

Thursday.

After yesterday evening's deluge it was dry.

Sunny.

Calm.

Chilly in here at 13.2 deg, 12 deg in the kitchen, 10 deg in the leanto.

1008 mBar, 29.766 in Hg, 756.1 Torr, 14.619 psi, (up from 998 last night, though it was 996 for a while), 65% RH (Lidl electric).

Meanwhile on the 12th of December 2019: see yesterday.

Walk (unabbreviated) walked in the sunshine and blue sky, followed by grey cloud & rainbow, followed by rain, followed by sun, rinse & repeat until I trudged home.

Unexpected parcel in the bagging area outside bog (not that you can tell it's the outside bog since there's so much rubbish in there.

Lunch: brunch.

Sun's out.

Entertainment: the dystopian R4 book of the week: "Your face belongs to us".

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m00260sc

Minority Report is well on its way.

Y&Y Gap Finders <click> yet another snake oil salesman. Tired of those.

Sliced Bread: how to reduce heat loss from yer abode.

TWATO.

Freecell score: 71%, running average: 80%. WTF? Couldn't win a thing today.

Tea: beans on toast etc.

Entertainment: PM <click>

Other other book.

Dalgliesh. The not a patch on version.

"Prey (2022)" where the Native Americans discover that Predator Aliens are easier to deal with than the white eyes and probably a good deal less likely to lie to you.

Definitely worth watching. . Still an ugly mother****er. Though I don't know the Comanche for that. .

[xoggoth]

Sunny. Must get out on me toothpaste, I mean footpath inspections later. After yesterday with group walky, book reading thing and loony lady 3, thought I had a free day but looks like damn sister is invading later.

[ladymuck]

Morning all

I can see the sky! Still quite cloudy though, and damp. Currently 6 degrees ('feels like' 2) with a high of 7 expected. Barometer steady at 1006 mBar.

HWMBO arrived back yesterday evening. We had Barnsley chops for dinner with a pearl barley and mushroom risotto.

[WTFH]

Morning all
Late night yesterday as we ended up watching a Christmas film featuring Bruce Willis.
Very stormy in the evening, but by 6am the sky had cleared and the morning walk was enjoyably cold and dry.

[NickFitz]

First up on the box tonight was Mary Beard on iPlayer talking about Caligula. I thought she didn't look any older than the time I saw her in the pub in Cambridge, and it turns out the programme was from 2013 so she probably wasn't

Then a rewatch of Die Hard: With a Vengeance (1995). I like this one, though IIRC they're all good

And then a further episode of The Plot Against America in which life for the Jewish community is starting to get worse in various insidious ways

The rain persists

Goodnight all

[NickFitz]

There were a few spots of rain as I was heading home from the parcel place and it's settled in now, raining steadily. Despite this I ventured forth, driving down to the VAT fraud chip shop; so tea has been fish & chips

[NickFitz]

Missions accomplished!

I got off to a bad start by turning the wrong way out of the flats, having forgotten I needed to go to the bank. But I remembered before I was off our little backwater of a neighbourhood, so just had to turn right instead of left down the road to get back on the right track

I found a place to park just up the hill from the bank, directly opposite a place the Dutch GF and I lived in twenty-five years ago and more, so I was able to get a bit of nostalgia in as well as dealing with the cheque

Then back out of Spinney Hill via a circuitous route, because the road network around there was deliberately made very complicated to deter kerbcrawlers when it was adjacent to a red light area back in the 1970s and 1980s, and has never been fixed. This took me past or near various places I used to live even longer ago - back when the ladies of the night were still all over the place, in fact, such areas being the standard spots for students to rent rundown properties in those days. I don't think today's helicopter parents would be very happy with Jocasta or Jocelyn living in such districts now

Onwards then to Sainsbury's, past the old place. I may be wrong, but I think whoever's living there has managed to break a second window. I don't know what they're playing at; I lived there for eighteen years without breaking any, and to judge from the aged appearance of the panes, so had everybody else who'd lived there since it was built around 1880

I ended up popping into M&S as well, and generally did OK in terms of getting the shopping. Most importantly, perhaps, I got myself a tin of Quality Street as required by law at this time of year

I'd forgotten, though, that the meat tends to have short use-by dates at this time of week. I assume they aim to get stocked up on Thursday and Friday ahead of the weekend crowd, so Wednesday is the time when they're trying to flog off the last of the week before's batches

Anyway, onwards from there to the parcel company depot. This is out on an industrial estate, not too far from the huge Walker's Crisps factory, and they clearly don't expect many visitors. When I entered the "reception area" there was another chap already waiting, a typical Leicester lad off the estates I reckon, who'd already tried to rouse them by following the printed instructions concerning calling some extension, or trying a bell on the wall. Nothing happened so after a few minutes he rang again, and this time someone answered! They told him to ring the bell on the wall. We waited another five minutes or so, with the occasional warehouse worker spotting us through the small glass window of the "No Admittance" door behind the counter and hastily looking away, and the local lad was just trying the phone again when a chap finally appeared, full of apologies for the delay. The lad very politely told me I could go first even though he was already there when I arrived, and the bloke managed to find my parcel eventually, so I was good to go. The warehouse chap even offered to carry it out to the car for me and, though I assured him I could manage, insisted on rushing out from behind the counter to get the door for me. So it took a while, but at least everybody displayed excellent manners

And so home, where I was relieved to discover none of the neighbours had nicked my favoured parking spot near the front door, meaning I didn't have to carry everything too far

[NickFitz]

Lunch: a bacon butty

Still gloomy and breezy out. Soon, I shall venture forth on sundry missions. First, I need to pop up to the bank branch where I paid off the mortgage to pay in a tax refund cheque, as HMRC print them in a format that isn't supported by either of my banks' phone apps. Then to Big Sainsbury's. And from there, rather than the usual route home, I go the opposite way round the ring road to get to the parcel depot. It's very near Glenfield Hospital, so at least I know the way back from there