...the nuts in your bar contaminat[e] the oil...sounds like yet another of those Evil Coded Messages. Alas, I fear @Baptist Trainfan may be right, though. Ah well...
Unbelievably windy and rainy here. Mr Boogs took the dogs while I had a nice, dry Pilates lesson by Zoom. My joints are now well oiled. 😊
Well done Mr Boogs! The wind is freshening here, but there's no rain to speak of (yet).
My Pilates session every Tuesday is now back IRL, in the new Studio. Herself (The Torturer) wears a mask (giving her an even more sinister look ), and the lady on Reception takes my temperature before I go to the Studio itself (a separate building, very nicely fitted-out).
I quite enjoyed the 3 months or so of Zoom sessions, but it does feel better to be on the rack Reformer machine, and I'm certainly moving about more freely as a result of this week's session.
Bishops Finger, did you by any chance see any flashing lights in the sky in the small hours last night? They were seen in your direction by a friend out walking, and I refused the opportunity to go out and look myself. Like the moon behind clouds, but stopping and starting, apparently. Or lightning. Or someone doing engineering work on a distant railway line.
(I did see some Perseids out of the window, though.)
It's probably a good idea to view a potential new home in bad weather as well as good, also at different times of day. In fact, from as many 'angles' as possible.
Definitely. Particularly if all the windows face in one direction. I can remember reluctantly discounting one place I looked at because, AFAICT, that direction was north.
Bishops Finger, did you by any chance see any flashing lights in the sky in the small hours last night? They were seen in your direction by a friend out walking, and I refused the opportunity to go out and look myself. Like the moon behind clouds, but stopping and starting, apparently. Or lightning. Or someone doing engineering work on a distant railway line.
(I did see some Perseids out of the window, though.)
No, I didn't, I'm afraid.
Just for once, I had a reasonable night's sleep, despite the noise of the wind (on account of which I'd put in some ear-plugs!)...
An odd time for work on the railway tracks, unless perhaps a tree had come down, and they were clearing it asap.
Hope the viewing went well @0piglet. We are in Italy. We thought the flight might be a bit bumpy due to the wind but it was fine. The airport and the flight were both much busier than I expected though.
Weather here is lovely. We’ve just been swimming in a lake, eaten figs from our friend’s fig tree and inspected his small vineyard. It’s lovely to be having a proper holiday. Sorry for the gloat, but after the last week with my mother in law it’s great to be doing something nice.
Hope the viewing went well @0piglet. We are in Italy. We thought the flight might be a bit bumpy due to the wind but it was fine. The airport and the flight were both much busier than I expected though.
Weather here is lovely. We’ve just been swimming in a lake, eaten figs from our friend’s fig tree and inspected his small vineyard.
How lovely 🧡
My pilot son is doing ground school and sims this week and is back to flying on Monday. EasyJet are trying their best not to make any pilots redundant - they will hear more in September. Bristol pilots are know for landing well in cross winds as Bristol airport is the hardest in the country for landing - awkward land and winds.
I sympathise with Pilots - I recall landing at Gatwick one June day (!) in a blustery cross-wind (we were coming back from Dubrovnik), realising that we were swaying from side-to-side as we came down, and, when we eventually touched terra firma, bounced up-and-down several times before we stopped...
I prefer the train (well, not to Dubrovnik, but when I used to visit my sister in France).
Hope the viewing went well @0piglet. We are in Italy. We thought the flight might be a bit bumpy due to the wind but it was fine. The airport and the flight were both much busier than I expected though.
Weather here is lovely. We’ve just been swimming in a lake, eaten figs from our friend’s fig tree and inspected his small vineyard.
How lovely 🧡
My pilot son is doing ground school and sims this week and is back to flying on Monday. EasyJet are trying their best not to make any pilots redundant - they will hear more in September. Bristol pilots are know for landing well in cross winds as Bristol airport is the hardest in the country for landing - awkward land and winds.
See I'd have thought Stornoway was a right bugger.
Orkney, they depend on a good stiff breeze to get airborne. Lacking that, they had to deplane all excess weight including the drinks trolley.
I recall being told by the pilot charged with Shortest Scheduled Plane Journey In The World (Westray to Papa Westray) that he reckoned with the wind in the right direction he could actually make the journey backwards.
There's a lovely story of a Loganair flight to one of the North Isles where all the passengers were tourists. The pilot, a colourful Irishman called Jimmy Lee, boarded the plane in mufti and sat in the one free seat left. After a few minutes, he said to the others, "don't they provide a pilot?", and took a look into the cockpit.
"I reckon I could drive this", he announced, climbed into the cockpit and proceeded to fly the 10-minute journey, almost all just above sea-level with a sharp rise over a hill on one of the intervening islands.
He was finally fired after he landed a plane on one of the Churchill Barriers, and had to taxi it along to the end to get it turned round.
I haven't done Westray/Papay, but I remember one flight where my mum was asked to hold a crate of live baby chicks on her lap, as there wasn't room anywhere else.
eta: re the flat, I've put in an offer, but as there are other viewings over the weekend, I won't hear anything until Monday at the earliest.
It's relatively common for small animals to hitch a ride to the vet on the plane from our neighbouring island that doesn't have a resident vet. They mostly get put in the co-pilot seat.
Piglet - what about the version where the pilot (having put the plane on autopilot) comes out of the cockpit unravelling a ball of string, which he then hands to a terrified passenger saying, "Hold this tightly, you're flying the plane now" and goes to the toilet?
I hadn't heard about that one! <eek>
There are Actual Blue Bits in the sky this morning! And it isn't raining (yet)!
I'd sort of assumed that the Weather Pixie in charge of making things as miserable as possible by bringing good weather as soon as the schools went back* must have been sleeping on the job, as it's been just as dreich as it was for most of July and the beginning of August.
I shall go and have some brunch (probably SOUP made by my s-i-l and some TOAST) and then go for an amble.
I'd sort of assumed that the Weather Pixie in charge of making things as miserable as possible by bringing good weather as soon as the schools went back* must have been sleeping on the job, as it's been just as dreich as it was for most of July and the beginning of August.
It's a Curse, cooked up by La Sturgeon, to spoil Mr. Johnson's Scottish camping cottage holiday. Unfortunately it seems to have become a bit generalised rather than local.
Ah, but who was the Unknown Guest in the (in)famous Tent? The Curse may have been directed at him...and, admittedly, got a bit out of hand as a result.
I blame Cumm*ngs...
Not too bad here, after a few windy days and nights, but a tad cloudy. Typical August, really, I suppose.
Cooler here and still breezy.
I’m having an organising weekend. Yesterday I cleared out the wardrobe of my youngest for the charity bag (including no longer needed school uniforms) and today I sorted out the eldest’s (both my teenage boys are waifs and had children’s jeans in their wardrobes).
Recycled veg soup with cheese for lunch, not sure what’s for tea as it is hubby’s turn to cook. He said he’d make an apple crumble or pudding though.
Actually finished a knit today! (So that must bring the unfinished projects down to - oh, single figures at least).
It had design elements - raglan sleeves, side openings with rib trim, occasional pattern stitch - which looked good in the pictures, but turned out to be a bit exasperating. Plus I decided to add in an intarsia chevron design - which really needed more minute attention to matching than it got.
At this moment I feel that I should mention that the Knotweed and I have *taken* that Shortest Scheduled Plane Journey In The World.
AG
Ah but did you take it backwards?
No, definitely in the approved direction - though on our way off Papa Westray to the next island (it was an island-hopping return), I looked down at just the right moment to see dolphins leaping beneath us!
Am I the only only who's utterly bewildered by the BBC Two series 'The Great British Year'? I suppose it is currently being re-broadcast, and seems to have been made in 2013. It is certainly not the expected light entertainment and enjoyment for my current ironing man stints, I'm afraid!
They say on the linked website 'Timelapse vs. timestudy - The Great British Year used both of these dynamic but sometimes confusing camera techniques.' - Confusing, my word! That programme should come with a health warning! It's got some fascinating scenes, but in my opinion is less of a nature programme than a stylised exercise in camera-derie and sound-wizardry! Some of the way too many timelapse shots even have timelapsed sound on them in rather high volume. Aaargh! - Anyone seen this and as shattered as I am? Look, if I were forced to be exposed to drug-induced hallucinations, at least let me choose my own drugs! - Honestly, the BBC: please!
In other and luckily more real news, it's gone a bit cooler here as well, no longer 30°C a day, but 24 or 26°C max. I'm looking forward to a nice and pleasant autumn, season which is upon us anyway, soon. And much more bearable, or so we hope!
I’ve just been to Mass for the first time since lock down in a lovely small church near where I’m staying in Italy. Nicely socially distanced, and lovely to be worshiping with a community again. My host is in the garden having a zoom Meeting for Worship with the members of his Meeting in the UK and my husband has disappeared. I guess he’s gone out to take photos. Very warm and slightly breezy here.
After a lovely day yesterday which included coffee outdoors at a garden centre with No. 1 niece and Harvey the cockapoo, normal meteorological service appears to have been resumed: it's raining again.
Here today it is autumn. It is not a bad day, but there is that whiff of autumn in the air, and I notice that the ferns have begun to turn into brown bracken. I love autumn.
On the subject of soup, I boiled up onion, carrot and sweet potato for lunch. A tsp of Tom Yum paste adds agreeable heat and spice. Unfortunately I put in two.
We had gammon done in the pressure cooker for lunch.
This afternoon was spent playing Croquet with some of the people we do bell ringing with, as one of them is a member at the local club, and had booked some pitches. I lost the first doubles game I played, but won the second, with a little help from a couple of flukey shots.
My husband was in the croquet team at uni and is very competitive. I am completely uncompetitive and can’t do the vindictiveness required of winning croquet so any game we have is decidedly one sided.
Lots of rain here this afternoon, luckily we had lunch in the garden just before it hit.
Croquet is a strangely vindictive and pitiless game. I think that it's the contrast with the superficial gentility of it that makes the dark currents beneath so surprising and distressing. I played a bit for my college in university, and was initially taken aback by the gleeful malice of some competitors. Gin took the edge off for me.
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They deep fry creme eggs as an Easter treat.
Ah, but the potential risk would be of the nuts in your bar contaminating the oil.
Well done Mr Boogs! The wind is freshening here, but there's no rain to speak of (yet).
My Pilates session every Tuesday is now back IRL, in the new Studio. Herself (The Torturer) wears a mask (giving her an even more sinister look
I quite enjoyed the 3 months or so of Zoom sessions, but it does feel better to be on the rack Reformer machine, and I'm certainly moving about more freely as a result of this week's session.
(I did see some Perseids out of the window, though.)
No, I didn't, I'm afraid.
Just for once, I had a reasonable night's sleep, despite the noise of the wind (on account of which I'd put in some ear-plugs!)...
An odd time for work on the railway tracks, unless perhaps a tree had come down, and they were clearing it asap.
Weather here is lovely. We’ve just been swimming in a lake, eaten figs from our friend’s fig tree and inspected his small vineyard. It’s lovely to be having a proper holiday. Sorry for the gloat, but after the last week with my mother in law it’s great to be doing something nice.
How lovely 🧡
My pilot son is doing ground school and sims this week and is back to flying on Monday. EasyJet are trying their best not to make any pilots redundant - they will hear more in September. Bristol pilots are know for landing well in cross winds as Bristol airport is the hardest in the country for landing - awkward land and winds.
I prefer the train (well, not to Dubrovnik, but when I used to visit my sister in France).
See I'd have thought Stornoway was a right bugger.
Does it count as an airport if it's underwater half the time?
I hope she gave it back to you when you left!
I recall being told by the pilot charged with Shortest Scheduled Plane Journey In The World (Westray to Papa Westray) that he reckoned with the wind in the right direction he could actually make the journey backwards.
AG
Ah but did you take it backwards?
"I reckon I could drive this", he announced, climbed into the cockpit and proceeded to fly the 10-minute journey, almost all just above sea-level with a sharp rise over a hill on one of the intervening islands.
He was finally fired after he landed a plane on one of the Churchill Barriers, and had to taxi it along to the end to get it turned round.
I haven't done Westray/Papay, but I remember one flight where my mum was asked to hold a crate of live baby chicks on her lap, as there wasn't room anywhere else.
eta: re the flat, I've put in an offer, but as there are other viewings over the weekend, I won't hear anything until Monday at the earliest.
There are Actual Blue Bits in the sky this morning! And it isn't raining (yet)!
I'd sort of assumed that the Weather Pixie in charge of making things as miserable as possible by bringing good weather as soon as the schools went back* must have been sleeping on the job, as it's been just as dreich as it was for most of July and the beginning of August.
I shall go and have some brunch (probably SOUP made by my s-i-l and some TOAST) and then go for an amble.
* which they did here a couple of weeks ago
I blame Cumm*ngs...
Not too bad here, after a few windy days and nights, but a tad cloudy. Typical August, really, I suppose.
Lunch is called for, along with some foodBEER.
The weather here has cooled down to a sensible 26°C, and should drop a few degrees more in the next few days. We are grateful.
I’m having an organising weekend. Yesterday I cleared out the wardrobe of my youngest for the charity bag (including no longer needed school uniforms) and today I sorted out the eldest’s (both my teenage boys are waifs and had children’s jeans in their wardrobes).
Recycled veg soup with cheese for lunch, not sure what’s for tea as it is hubby’s turn to cook. He said he’d make an apple crumble or pudding though.
...with brown sugar, and sultanas...
It had design elements - raglan sleeves, side openings with rib trim, occasional pattern stitch - which looked good in the pictures, but turned out to be a bit exasperating. Plus I decided to add in an intarsia chevron design - which really needed more minute attention to matching than it got.
No, definitely in the approved direction - though on our way off Papa Westray to the next island (it was an island-hopping return), I looked down at just the right moment to see dolphins leaping beneath us!
AG
They say on the linked website 'Timelapse vs. timestudy - The Great British Year used both of these dynamic but sometimes confusing camera techniques.' - Confusing, my word! That programme should come with a health warning! It's got some fascinating scenes, but in my opinion is less of a nature programme than a stylised exercise in camera-derie and sound-wizardry! Some of the way too many timelapse shots even have timelapsed sound on them in rather high volume. Aaargh! - Anyone seen this and as shattered as I am? Look, if I were forced to be exposed to drug-induced hallucinations, at least let me choose my own drugs! - Honestly, the BBC: please!
In other and luckily more real news, it's gone a bit cooler here as well, no longer 30°C a day, but 24 or 26°C max. I'm looking forward to a nice and pleasant autumn, season which is upon us anyway, soon. And much more bearable, or so we hope!
Have a lovely Sunday, all!
After a lovely day yesterday which included coffee outdoors at a garden centre with No. 1 niece and Harvey the cockapoo, normal meteorological service appears to have been resumed: it's raining again.
I do know what you mean by that (I think!), but on first reading it looked rather alarming ...
I'm actually rather glad that we might be approaching the soup and casserole season - they're by far my favourite sort of things to cook.
It's cooling down enough here that it should soon be soup weather.
This afternoon was spent playing Croquet with some of the people we do bell ringing with, as one of them is a member at the local club, and had booked some pitches. I lost the first doubles game I played, but won the second, with a little help from a couple of flukey shots.
Lots of rain here this afternoon, luckily we had lunch in the garden just before it hit.
Me too, I love everything about it- the colours, scents, weather, clothes I wear and food I eat