I was feeling all-in
yesterday evening. Was it a day in the sun followed by three pints? Was it two
night shifts with little sleep? Either way I was out like a light for nine
hours last night. Mind you I can vaguely remember listening to torrential rain
at some point in the night.
Eventually the call of
“Trap One” couldn’t be denied any
longer and I got up. Once I’d “lost some
weight” in there I stood on the scales. I haven’t been quite as diligent
with the diet over the last few days, and certainly a night shift means I have
an extra meal at 3am that usually I don’t have (because I am asleep) but I was pleasantly surprised to see my
weight had held constant at what it was the last time I weighed in.
Over a cup of coffee I
looked at the Internet. The photos I posted yesterday had raised quite a bit of
interest. I also saw that others had been out and about in the sunshine
yesterday too. Some had been camping, some up trees, some flying kites, some
drinking beer… And most of humanity had been up all night watching the most
impressive thunderstorms. (I thought I
heard rain!)
Social media is great
if only so that I can be nosey about what others are doing.
With "er indoors TM" out with her
mates at Southend for today I drove round to collect "My Boy TM".
After a spot of McBreakfast we went up to the Detling showground where the Kent Garden Show was on its second day.
Bearing in mind that thunderstorms were forecast for the early afternoon we
felt we’d better get in and out quickly. I’d not been to the Kent Garden Show
before. As well as there being loads of plants for sale there were all sorts of
stalls selling all sorts of stuff too. The first fruit of my loin came out with
a foxglove and some other triffid; I came out with sausages, a new shower head,
tin geckos and tin dragonflies, and a membership of the Kent wildlife trust. We
listened politely to the boring old bloke from the acer club who droned on
about his eighty-year-old pal who goes up Mount Fuji for him to get acer seeds.
We nodded in agreement as the woman on the Everest double glazing stall told us
about her mate’s divorce. We were amazed to find that the ice-cream van didn’t
have monkey blood.
After a couple of hours the crowds were getting thicker and
thicker. We had been right to get there early.
We came home. "My Boy TM"
wanted to get his plants into the garden before Cheryl found where he’s been. I
thought I just had time to walk the dogs before the forecast storms would hit.
When we were half way round the park I checked the weather forecast on my
phone. The forecast storms had been held up and weren’t expected until late
afternoon, so I took the dogs swimming. That filled up some
time.
With the walk done I fed the pond fish. Fudge and Treacle
both got rather over-excited
about it.
I then got out my electric screwdriver and put out the
garden ornaments I’d bought. They look quite good. Whether they will in a year
or so remains to be seen. And with the weather still fine I thought I’d do
something I’ve been meaning to do for ages. I got a pair of secateurs and
trimmed up the grass around the paving stones that go up our garden. A simple
little job – trim away the excess grass, tidy up, and then blast the lot with
the pressure washer. Simple!
It took over two hours to do.
I checked the weather forecast again… the storms were
having a rather bad time of it and now weren’t expected until late evening. I
seriously considered taking the dogs down to the beach for a run, but I wasn’t
feeling that well. Too much sun perhaps?
I went up to the kebab shop and got a large chicken doner
and chips which I shared with the dogs for our tea. I think it fair to say we
all enjoyed it. I also think the dogs had had too much sun as they both went to
sleep for the evening.
Bearing in mind I’d not done any ironing for weeks I then
had a three-hour marathon ironing session. I finally finished just after nine o’clock.
I then tried out my new shower head. It is pretty good !!
it has dangerous chemicals to remove the limescale and soften the water and
really fine nozzles to give more pressure. I just hope "er indoors TM"
likes it. Oh well… if she don’t it could only be God’s way of telling her not
to leave me unsupervised.
The original plan for today had been a long walk. We’d
cancelled that because of the weather forecast and I had resigned myself to
today being a dull day. It was a busy day – I didn’t stop. I shall be going to
work for a rest tomorrow (I hope!)
Oh – and the storms are now expected to put in an appearance
at four o’clock tomorrow morning. I must admit to some disappointment with the
BBC’s weather forecast. Usually they are reasonably good. But as I always say,
the BBC’s weather forecast is definitive. It is correct. In cases of
discrepancy it is reality that is at fault…
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