My son learned a lot of physics from filling up buckets etc as a small child @TheOrganist . I was not surprised when he grew up to be a scientist. I would very much like an excuse to go and sit in a paddling pool, instead I've retired to my north facing study instead.
No Rambling today as the walk was cancelled due to the hot weather. We strolled into town to look at the market and take the lampshade we have just replaced in the kitchen to a charity shop. Back via the corner shop (aka Waitrose) for bits and pieces for tea.
As for food we have breakfast at about 7.00, lunch at 12ish and tea/dinner at 6.00.
Having moved to the South three years ago I'm slowly learning the language and to call the evening meal 'dinner'.
My dear friend is from California and always speaks English when here. (And German, French and Italian when in those countries - she's annoyingly clever!)
Be all that as it may, I find myself having my main meal around mid-afternoon (COD MORNAY with Mash n'Peas today ), and snacking on CHEESE and other delights in the evenings...
I've experienced the late evening meal in Hot Foreign Countries - a very civilised habit IMHO, as long as one has been able to enjoy one's siesta.
Warm, humid, and cloudy today in Arkland Of The Morning Mist, with a little drizzle from time to time. This, as Sir Topham would say, has Upset My Arrangements, and Paint Ing has yet again been postponed (tomorrow is forecast to be both hot and sunny).
Never mind. Tess Coe has been visited, and some Essentials ordered from my good friend Mr E Bay. I've sourced a tin of the excellent Red Oxide Paint I use (the maker's local outlet no longer stocks it ), and also ordered some new Ferrules for the crutches I now use when out-and-about. The one on Lefty has worn down much more than the one on Righty, which shows which side I favour, I suppose.
Paint Ing of the Ark has now reached the stage where almost the only bits of the superstructure which need doing are the horizontally flat bits - to wit, the decks. These I can tackle with my trusty Rollers, whilst sitting (sort of) comfortably on a small Stool. The Hull itself is another matter - I have enough Black Tar Varnish in stock, but will have to employ an Assistant to apply it.
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No Rambling today as the walk was cancelled due to the hot weather. We strolled into town to look at the market and take the lampshade we have just replaced in the kitchen to a charity shop. Back via the corner shop (aka Waitrose) for bits and pieces for tea.
As for food we have breakfast at about 7.00, lunch at 12ish and tea/dinner at 6.00.
My dear friend is from California and always speaks English when here. (And German, French and Italian when in those countries - she's annoyingly clever!)
(Supper is to dinner as compline is to evensong).
Breakfast
Elevenses
Lunch
Tea
Dinner
Supper.
Brunch is a modern heresy.
I've experienced the late evening meal in Hot Foreign Countries - a very civilised habit IMHO, as long as one has been able to enjoy one's siesta.
Warm, humid, and cloudy today in Arkland Of The Morning Mist, with a little drizzle from time to time. This, as Sir Topham would say, has Upset My Arrangements, and Paint Ing has yet again been postponed (tomorrow is forecast to be both hot and sunny).
Never mind. Tess Coe has been visited, and some Essentials ordered from my good friend Mr E Bay. I've sourced a tin of the excellent Red Oxide Paint I use (the maker's local outlet no longer stocks it
Paint Ing of the Ark has now reached the stage where almost the only bits of the superstructure which need doing are the horizontally flat bits - to wit, the decks. These I can tackle with my trusty Rollers, whilst sitting (sort of) comfortably on a small Stool. The Hull itself is another matter - I have enough Black Tar Varnish in stock, but will have to employ an Assistant to apply it.
What about "Morning cuppa" and "Nightcap"?
Not to mention Little Somethings and that Irish institution A Cup in Your Hand. These would be what the 18th C termed Pious Ejaculations.