Admittedly, if you can imagine Sheldon Cooper saying "Fascinating" it was closer to that than the magazine articles on "How to Fascinate a Man" of my impressionable youth, but hey. We've been married for 36 years. I'll take it.
I have to say that I can relate to this. I am often fascinated (and usually bemused) by the strange and complex ways a simple task can be extended by a female mind.
A workshop this morning and study related stuff this afternoon. Light rain did not appear until this evening.
Tea was leftover moussaka turned into tortilla and accompanied by a courgette, butter bean and mozzarella salad. Mr Heavenly made a currant galette for pudding using home grown blackcurrants, redcurrants and white currants, and served with cream.
Nothing quite went to plan today, not that it mattered. A walk to catch the 9 am post was very pleasant, given the cooler temperature.
The rest of the morning was wet, so I didn’t get the front lawn done. There wasn’t enough rain to prevent a water shortage being announced for my area.
The plan was for my grandson to come for tea after school, but he is full of cold, at the coughing and sneezing stage, so I uninvited him. Therefore instead of fish, which he loves, I cleared up the rest of yesterday’s chicken stirfry.
Tomorrow at u3a our speaker will be a retired priest. We are promised much laughter and entertainment.
... helped along by listening to the ‘Thirteen Minutes’ podcast on BBC Sounds about the US space shuttle (having previously enjoyed the two previous series on the moon landings and on Apollo 13).
I enjoyed those. I'll look that one up, thanks.
There is an Air Force base near here and there are sometimes deafening roars as they do their practices. It is amazing how fast they are: I look up where I hear the sound and they are well across the sky. The regional airport shares the same land so depending on wind I guess we get the occasional commercial plane overhead too.
There is a small airport (no commercial flights) nigh unto Arkland, so all we get is the sight and sound of the little two-seaters, or whatever, that the Rich have as playthings. Not that I'm envious, you understand.
Another nice warm day in Arkland the Glad, with spells of Sun Shine, and a pleasant nor'-nor'-west Breeze. Happily, yesterday's Pilates session was productive, and I'm a lot more mobile today than I was on Monday.
Tess Coe has therefore been visited (I was short of Bread, and one or two other things, such as Watercress, and Salmon Fillets), and some Paint Ing has been done on deck - specifically, the Scuppers, down which rainwater runs before going over the side. The colour is a sombre, but workmanlike, Black Bitumen, which soon dulls down to an overall matt finish.
After Lunch (SHEPHERD'S PIE), I intend to use up my remaining strength to paint the hatch (my Front Door), leading into the main saloon/galley area. The colour will be a vibrant and exciting Red Oxide, as I have just about enough left in the tin to finish the Job. More of the same will be needed for the main decks, so a visit to Mr eBay's wonderful magic Emporium is called for.
It was throwing it down when I got up this morning - unfortunately about 6 am - but it's now back to sot and hunny.
I've been to U3a meeting about setting up an Art group - held on a church aisle turned cafe, hard surfaces, comings and goings, someone noodling on the piano in the background - so quite what we decided I'm not sure. Then walked up to cheesemonger and bought rare cheeses, then M&S and loaded up on dinners for the next few days, bus to the top of the road, and another longish walk home.
Our u3a speaker, was, as promised, very entertaining. He told many jokes against himself and a few against the CofE. Eg when growing up, his reply to his Dad’s frequent question about what he wanted to do when he grew up was “ Nowt”. After he was ordained, his Dad said “ you’re doing what you wanted then”.
Over the years he has raised £130,000 for various charities as he donates all his fees from speaking.
Incidentally it was good to see a number of people there who used to or still do go to the parish church. Some are beginning to return during the vacancy.
I’m not sure what to eat tonight as I have taken nothing out of the freezer and my fridge is almost empty. A bacon omelette I think.
The rouge family has commenced its summer peregrination. First stop is the hotel parents. Journey here was fairly uneventful, although we sat in Bletchley for quite a while going nowhere because of trespassers on the railway line.
It's another glorious day here: 21° according to the Met Office, and with just the merest hint of a breeze.
I braved Tessie's at lunchtime to stock up on salads, some of which will be consumed for supper (sorry Nen, but if you think I'm slaving over a hot stove in a hot kitchen to make chickie frickie, you've got another think coming!).
One of the things I bought was a pack of BUTTERIES, which I was beginning to think had gone the same way as BF's pilchards, but no - there they were.
A very nice ramble with the Ramblers this morning. Its the first time in about three months I've managed to go walking two weeks on the trot. This afternoon I knitted while watching the Tour de France and then this evening it was off to a council meeting. For once we got through the business in double quick time, though I did have to send a couple of emails about business when I got home.
The weather is much more to my liking, warm but not hot with a bit of sun but not too much.
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Tea was leftover moussaka turned into tortilla and accompanied by a courgette, butter bean and mozzarella salad. Mr Heavenly made a currant galette for pudding using home grown blackcurrants, redcurrants and white currants, and served with cream.
The rest of the morning was wet, so I didn’t get the front lawn done. There wasn’t enough rain to prevent a water shortage being announced for my area.
The plan was for my grandson to come for tea after school, but he is full of cold, at the coughing and sneezing stage, so I uninvited him. Therefore instead of fish, which he loves, I cleared up the rest of yesterday’s chicken stirfry.
Tomorrow at u3a our speaker will be a retired priest. We are promised much laughter and entertainment.
There is an Air Force base near here and there are sometimes deafening roars as they do their practices. It is amazing how fast they are: I look up where I hear the sound and they are well across the sky. The regional airport shares the same land so depending on wind I guess we get the occasional commercial plane overhead too.
Another nice warm day in Arkland the Glad, with spells of Sun Shine, and a pleasant nor'-nor'-west Breeze. Happily, yesterday's Pilates session was productive, and I'm a lot more mobile today than I was on Monday.
Tess Coe has therefore been visited (I was short of Bread, and one or two other things, such as Watercress, and Salmon Fillets), and some Paint Ing has been done on deck - specifically, the Scuppers, down which rainwater runs before going over the side. The colour is a sombre, but workmanlike, Black Bitumen, which soon dulls down to an overall matt finish.
After Lunch (SHEPHERD'S PIE), I intend to use up my remaining strength to paint the hatch (my Front Door), leading into the main saloon/galley area. The colour will be a vibrant and exciting Red Oxide, as I have just about enough left in the tin to finish the Job. More of the same will be needed for the main decks, so a visit to Mr eBay's wonderful magic Emporium is called for.
I've been to U3a meeting about setting up an Art group - held on a church aisle turned cafe, hard surfaces, comings and goings, someone noodling on the piano in the background - so quite what we decided I'm not sure. Then walked up to cheesemonger and bought rare cheeses, then M&S and loaded up on dinners for the next few days, bus to the top of the road, and another longish walk home.
I should be nicely stiff and tired tomorrow.
Over the years he has raised £130,000 for various charities as he donates all his fees from speaking.
Incidentally it was good to see a number of people there who used to or still do go to the parish church. Some are beginning to return during the vacancy.
I’m not sure what to eat tonight as I have taken nothing out of the freezer and my fridge is almost empty. A bacon omelette I think.
I braved Tessie's at lunchtime to stock up on salads, some of which will be consumed for supper (sorry Nen, but if you think I'm slaving over a hot stove in a hot kitchen to make chickie frickie, you've got another think coming!).
One of the things I bought was a pack of BUTTERIES, which I was beginning to think had gone the same way as BF's pilchards, but no - there they were.
The weather is much more to my liking, warm but not hot with a bit of sun but not too much.