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Oh well, it’s been a generally nce week off, but it’s back to the salt mine this afternoon, until 11pm, so that a boring, tedious Saturday ahead.
Sunday Morning. Mild but overcast. Another day at the salt mine ahead. Oh well. Gotta keep food on the table.
It’s not just teenagers though…
I am having an exotic Sunday Lunch. Spam and beetroot sandwiches.
Sitting in the coffee shop near work, having a short break and headphones on, listening to Ben Webster meets Oscar Peterson. An album from 1959. Listening to the hi-res digital audio from my Mac, via Roon on my iPhone.
Monday Morning, almost 10 am. Coffee and journalling. Work at one. Then I have two days off. Starting with a GP apoointment tomorrow morning, and a meeting in the evening. Wednesday, planning to do a little gardening, but might get it done tomorrow. We shall see.
This morning’s listening:
Looking Back. A jazz album from Scott Hamilton, Jan Lundgren, Hans Bakenroth & Tommy Flanagan.
05:40 am Tuesday morning. Day off, so wide awake! Weather here isn’t cold, but cooler and already the RA is coming back and feeling painful in places.
I’ve not been online much these past couple of days. I’ve done some gardening, some tidying up around the house, listened to music, and watched some YouTube. Social Media can destroy your soul if you let it. t’s so full of vitriol and hate and division these days, and it’s easy to get dragged in.
Two days off was nice, but it’s back to work for the next seven days. At least I’ve got decent hours this week. Mostly 6.30 - 15:00., except Sunday, when it’s an hour earlier start. Still going to work in shirt and shorts. Cooler today but it’s nice and sunny now, and still mild, considering we’re now into October.
Marriage is accepting your wife can’t remember where she left her keys, wallet or phone, but she knows exactly what you said 11 yrs ago on a Wednesday at 4:13 p.m.
11 am. Friday. Sitting in the coffee shop next to to my workplace enjoying an excellent Americano. I made one at home before I left, this morning, but I’ve already drunk that!
When I was a kid, I would complain bitterly when I got sent to bed at 9 pm. “Why have I got to go to bed so early?”
Now as an adult, I look at the clock and I think “Good it’s 9 o’clock I can go to bed now!”
Your regular reminder: If the Russians stop fighting, the war ends. If the Ukrainians stop fighting, their land will be occupied, their leaders will be killed, their history and language will be erased, their children will be kidnapped to serve Russia.