I was tired today - I woke
about 4am, bursting for a tiddle, went to the loo, got cold and
couldn't warm up again when I went back to bed. And so lay there
feeling sorry for myself for several hours.
Today was different:usually
the first Saturday in February is booked up a long time in advance:
Dover Beer Festival. But this year I chose not to go. On reflection I
would spend five quid on a fry up, ten quid on a train ticket, twenty
quid on arrival at the beer festival, five more quid on burger and
chips, twenty more quid (at least) in the pub afterwards, and
would then spend the next day feeling ill.
And I don't think I'm alone in
this attack of sensibility. Normally up to a dozen or so of us go to
the beer festival at Dover. This year only one person asked about the
festival. Spending money to feel ill and to get fatter is a daft idea
really.
Having found batteries, the
scales were working again, and I had the weekly weigh-in on the right
day. My weight is now fourteen and a half stone. Last summer it was
over eighteen and a half stone. So I logged into myfitnesspal.com
over a spot of brekkie to broadcast the fact to the world. And having
settled down with my laptop, I found myself not shifting from the
sofa for the day. Playing on-line scrabble, downloading yet more
ebooks, swapping insults with the world at large, generally sulking
about my lot in life. It's not that I actually wanted to go to the
beer festival (actually I wasn't at all fussed about missing it),
it's just that I like going out and doing things, and today was too
nippy to go out and do things.
With very little else going
on, I set about getting more ebooks onto my Kindle. Between the Anne
McCaffrey ebooks I found and the Heinleins I was sent (smiles
gratefully) I loaded another sixty-odd books onto the device.
Bearing in mind the average book takes me about a week, I've got
enough stuff on the Kindle to last for the next six years.
After a quick bit of tea, the
Rear Admiral arrived. We stocked up his Kindle, and then went round
to Chris's for the traditional film night. We started early tonight
for a "Back to the Future"-a-thon. We watched all
three "Back to the Future" films back-to-back. I'd
seen the first one many years ago, but the last two were new to me.
I'd heard mixed reports about them during the week, but was
pleasantly surprised to find that I actually liked them.
The last film finished at
about half past midnight, and we came out to find snow. Only half an
inch of the stuff, but enough to be a pain. there are those of my
loyal readers who laugh about what we call "heavy snow",
but there's no denying that i was grateful that I didn't have to
drive tonight....
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