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.
I'm currently next to my sleeping Enkelin having successfully read her a bedtime story. She's fast asleep but I dare not move! Her parents are both at work. (Both nurses on late shifts, glad to have Omi here for the week so they don't have t juggle so much)
Enough with the typewriter/Scottish solicitor jokes!!!
In my previous incarnation as a legal typist (pre-computers), I think they were only just past the quill-pen stage ...
The reason I have a typewriter (mercifully with a correction ribbon!) is that if a deed (for example the discharge of a mortgage security by a bank or building society) has been signed and returned, we need to put what's called a "testing clause" on it, which details where and when it was signed, by whom, and who witnessed it. Obviously this can't be put on before it's been signed, hence the typewriter. I'd say I use it on average maybe three times a week, depending on who needs what done.
A good chunk of what I do is re-jig template documents where the basic wording is the same every time, and all I have to do is change names and addresses.
I had a nicely-paced day today (and didn't use the typewriter at all!), but my goodness, it was hot when I was out at lunchtime and again when I came home!
We had salads for tea too, with enough left over for lunch.
I've spent a good deal of the afternoon looking for my glasses. I only need them for reading, and I had them this morning, but goodness knows where they have got to. I do have other pairs so not too much of an annoyance, but I hope they turn up soon.
A few years ago, on clearing out a workplace storage room, a portable typewriter came to light along with some spare ribbons. Which was good because the ribbon in it had dried out and all my students wanted to have a go on it so I promptly fitted a new ribbon, showed them how to insert paper, explained one or two important differences between typewriters and computers, then left them to it.
It kept my students happily amused for a good while - they were torn between respect for how strong my fingers must have been (as they almost all gave up after a few words), awe at the thought I'd typed up my final year university 10,000 words thesis without the benefits of a spell checker, (other than the dictionary) and telling me I was old for knowing how it all worked!
It also gave them a new respect for the one braillist in the group who used a manual Perkins brailler for some work as well as being able to touch type at a computer. He made a pretty good attempt at using the typewriter...
A milder high of 28 expected here. No yoga today because it is the summer holidays so I am going to start drafting my dissertation proposal this morning.
A workman is expected midday/this afternoon to measure for carpets in the spare room, landing and stairs (Mr Heavenly is a bit hazy on the actual time he has arranged this for and as he is popping into the office this morning for a meeting I may end up in the house waiting for the workman). This afternoon I want to do some decluttering in our bedroom.
Despite a grocery delivery on Tuesday, need to head out to local shops - two things you can't really rely on in online shopping are a specific quantity of meat - it's usually 500g like it or lump it. And individual vegetables - I got an enormous swede when I wanted a small one, and a mere thumb-sized head of fennel when I needed a decent bulb.
Excellent news @KarlLB, Nottingham is an great university and its a lovely town. My son is also a chemist, they seem to be a dying breed. My son's birthday is around A level day and the year he got his results it more or less coincided with his 18th birthday so we did go out for a meal to celebrate. It cost no where near £500.00 though!
Warm and a bit muggy here and I'm having a lazy morning. Its charity bookshop shift this afternoon and a Quaker summer social this evening.
I found my glasses. I'd put them on the bedside table and they'd been knocked off when I changed the bed. It's the table on the side I don't sleep on so I hadn't looked properly yesterday
I lived in Nottingham for some years - Nottingham Trent is my Alma Mater and we have relatives there. It's far enough away that it's moving away but not so far that he's stranded if the ordure contacts the basic air conditioning.
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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.
I'm currently next to my sleeping Enkelin having successfully read her a bedtime story. She's fast asleep but I dare not move! Her parents are both at work. (Both nurses on late shifts, glad to have Omi here for the week so they don't have t juggle so much)
In my previous incarnation as a legal typist (pre-computers), I think they were only just past the quill-pen stage ...
The reason I have a typewriter (mercifully with a correction ribbon!) is that if a deed (for example the discharge of a mortgage security by a bank or building society) has been signed and returned, we need to put what's called a "testing clause" on it, which details where and when it was signed, by whom, and who witnessed it. Obviously this can't be put on before it's been signed, hence the typewriter. I'd say I use it on average maybe three times a week, depending on who needs what done.
A good chunk of what I do is re-jig template documents where the basic wording is the same every time, and all I have to do is change names and addresses.
I had a nicely-paced day today (and didn't use the typewriter at all!), but my goodness, it was hot when I was out at lunchtime and again when I came home!
Salads for supper again ...
I've spent a good deal of the afternoon looking for my glasses. I only need them for reading, and I had them this morning, but goodness knows where they have got to. I do have other pairs so not too much of an annoyance, but I hope they turn up soon.
It kept my students happily amused for a good while - they were torn between respect for how strong my fingers must have been (as they almost all gave up after a few words), awe at the thought I'd typed up my final year university 10,000 words thesis without the benefits of a spell checker, (other than the dictionary) and telling me I was old for knowing how it all worked!
It also gave them a new respect for the one braillist in the group who used a manual Perkins brailler for some work as well as being able to touch type at a computer. He made a pretty good attempt at using the typewriter...
Just heard on the news that parents are spending £500 on celebration of results!
Up early and opened all windows and curtains to cool the house, but the heat is building already so it will soon be time to batten down the hatches.
I am out this morning for my usual Thursday exercise class, coffee with friends, lunch with other friends, and also out this evening
Way restaurant prices are going I can believe it.
Middle Child had been confirmed as studying Chemistry at the University of Nottingham which is fantastic.
A milder high of 28 expected here. No yoga today because it is the summer holidays so I am going to start drafting my dissertation proposal this morning.
A workman is expected midday/this afternoon to measure for carpets in the spare room, landing and stairs (Mr Heavenly is a bit hazy on the actual time he has arranged this for and as he is popping into the office this morning for a meeting I may end up in the house waiting for the workman). This afternoon I want to do some decluttering in our bedroom.
Despite a grocery delivery on Tuesday, need to head out to local shops - two things you can't really rely on in online shopping are a specific quantity of meat - it's usually 500g like it or lump it. And individual vegetables - I got an enormous swede when I wanted a small one, and a mere thumb-sized head of fennel when I needed a decent bulb.
Yesterday. 32C and unbearable.
Yes, excellent news
Warm and a bit muggy here and I'm having a lazy morning. Its charity bookshop shift this afternoon and a Quaker summer social this evening.
I found my glasses. I'd put them on the bedside table and they'd been knocked off when I changed the bed. It's the table on the side I don't sleep on so I hadn't looked properly yesterday