Chatter
I was awake around six. I saw my wife off to work, and then made coffee and checked emails. I then did some hoeing and weeding in the vegetable patch, and watered everything that needed a drop. Now I’m cooking some sausages to make a sandwich for breakfast, with more coffee, of course.
The weather app on my computer (and phone) said 0% chance of rain for the next ten days. So, I come out in just t-shirt and shorts. I’m sitting in a coffee shop, and… it’s raining outside. No, I don’t carry an umbrella, they are a total pain in the backside, and I always leave them somewhere anyway.
First of ten days off.Got a bunch of stuff lined up. Today, I’m off to Wembley later for a London Underground reunion.
That’s half the year gone already! Apparently, there’s another hastened coming here this weekend. We shall see.
Personal grooming day today. Haircut, shave, facial massage and the brutal waxing. Guys can do the pampering thing too!
I KNEW this would happen. Hot sunny weather all week while I’m at the salt mine. Get a day off, get in the garden, for a few jobs and some fresh air and it starts poxy raining! Grrrrr.
My wife likes to sleep in on days off. I tend to wake up the same time every day. Earlier sometimes if I’m at work by five, but otherwise, naturally, around 5.30 - 6.00 am. If I sleep later, it’s never beyond 7 am unless I’m unwell. Anyway, I leave her sleeping unless we’re going out somewhere.
7.30 am Sunday morning. The garden has been watered. Coffee has been brewed. Wife is still snoring upstairs. I’m sitting on the patio, and there’s a whole lot of birdsong going on, and the noise of aircraft in the background every so often. There’s a cool breeze.