Last night was a very hot
and humid night. Whenever I did drop off to sleep "Furry Face
TM" would wake me shortly after with a
woofing fit. I finally gave up any attempt at a weekend lie-in
shortly after 6am and got up to find we had had heavy rain overnight.
I chivvied "er
indoors TM" out of her pit and we made our
way to the Brookfield cafe where we met Steve for a spot of brekkie.
The Brookfield cafe does a rather good fry-up, but it has two
drawbacks. Firstly the place seems to be built inside an echo
chamber; even one other person speaking in there makes the place
painfully loud. And secondly the children of the staff... What is it
with parents of small children these days? Everywhere I go seems to
be over run by noisy brats the parents of whom are making no effort
to keep the brats in check? With the cafe already incredibly noisy,
the "delightful child" of the waitress was singing
some tuneless dirge at the top of her voice just to add to the
noise of the place.
The brekkie was very
good, but next time I will go somewhere quieter.
From our fry-up we went
out to Smarden to a certain farm where we collected assorted camping
gear for an upcoming kite festival, and we came home via Matalan.
I've had rather a high attrition rate on my socks recently, and the
soles of my trainers had split. New shoes and new socks, and then
home. With the car unloaded and camping gear stashed I had planned
to mow the lawn, but it was still wet from the overnight rain.
Instead I set about the
household accounts. They were not really very good, but they could be
a whole lot worse really. I also had a go with the astro club's
accounts. That has thirty two pence more in it than it should have. I
wonder where that came from.
A belgian bun and a cup
of coffee made for a good lunch. I then took my car to get petrol,
and then on to my sax lesson. Teacher has given me some rather tricky
passages to master this week. I've got to get to grips with
semiquavers which is far easier said than done.
I did have a plan to then
go up to the town, but all I had to do there was to pay one cheque
into the bank, so whilst "er indoors TM"
did that (and then some dress
shopping) I made a start at getting the lawn mowed. It
took some doing. The edges were especially troublesome. I didn't
strim them; I ripped them out by hand. That will delay growth for a
few days. Whilst in the garden I got the water features running
again; "Furry Face TM" seemed to
enjoy that, even if he did get soaked and nearly drowned himself in
the process. I videoed
that silly dog, and then
videoed him again because I could.
"er indoors TM"
came home with the shopping, and we then took "Furry Face TM"
for a short walk round teh park. He was rather protective of his new
ball, but we got it off of him eventually. We persuaded him to swim a
little in the river; if nothing else that washed the smelly
water-feature water off of him. He can have a proper bath tomorrow.
By the time we came home
it was 6pm; the day was mostly gone and I didn't feel we'd actually
done anything much.
A swift bit of tea, and
then I set about what felt like a month'sworth of ironing. The plan
was to get it all done so's I could be up at the Star with everyone
else for 9pm. It was a good plan.... I finally got the last of the
ironing done shortly before 10pm. But I had three quarters of an hour
before the band was on, so I sat down to watch the last five minutes
of "National Lampoon's European Vacation" before
setting off.
I woke up an hour
later...
I didn't stop all
day......
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