I’m sitting here with a cool breeze coming through the window and doing some journaling. I need to go make another mug of coffee, though.

It’s not what politicians say that counts; It’s not even what they do that counts. It’s what they actually achieve that truly counts. Yet the media waste so many column inches analysing every word that’s said.

It was a cool night here. We didn’t even have the fan on. Bedroom windows were open but we have those open at night pretty much year round.

Just sitting here playing a few tunes. I dug out Frampton Comes Alive. I can’t get my head around that it’s 50 years old!

Well, that break went much too quickly. The Ealing Beer Festival was fun as usual, even though Wednesday and Thursday were a little warm. Back to the tedium of work today.

Another warm day. Going to hit 90° on the mercury today. Some cool beer will be in order this afternoon!

OK. I’m slacking. I’m off this week, and I’ve let my journaling slip. I’m going to brew another coffee and get right to it.

Another warm day. Up at six and watered the garden. Coffee and more coffee. Charging up all my tags and trackers this morning. Playing some Techno. Lodge supper this evening, before the summer recess.

Just had a very pleasant hour in the new paddling pool. Couldn’t stay any longer, as I’m not supposed to stay out in the sun due to the medication I take, and the sun moved around, and I was no longer in the shade.

It was a rather warm night; I woke up more than once but eventually slept well. It was almost 7 am when I finally got up. First things first. Coffee, of course.