Hmmm. My experience is that Elijah is ultimately very boring to perform. I have been involved at different times in three performances. The first was in Canterbury Cathedral in the middle of my A-levels (literally - our A-levels were over two weeks. On the middle Saturday I finished an exam at 12.30 p.m., was collected by car, and transported across town to get on a coach for afternoon rehearsal and evening performance. Soloist was Hervey Alan, slightly past his peak.) The secomd perfomance was a few months later. In both cases I played second clarinet in the orchestra, a part which simply doubled the tenors in the chorus, very boring, and made me feel very sorry for the tenors. In the third performance many years later I sang bass in the chorus - very slightly less boring.
Hervey Alan is a blast from the past. He gave me singing lessons while I was exploring whether I would have a worthwhile counter-tenor voice. (Probably not) Almost half a century ago now.
That's a bugger @Sandemaniac, I hope you get some good feedback and that things go well on Monday.
I'm off to city to the west to visit and audiologist and probably splosh out some money on private hearing aids. The tweaks done to my NHS ones last week seem to have helped a bit but I'll be interested to see if the latest aids (the NHS is always a couple of models behind) will be significantly better.
My husband is also going to the city, but with his photographic group. If the timings work we hope to meet for lunch.
I'm sorry to hear that @Sandemaniac and echo what @Sarasa says about feedback and the interview on Monday.
I am out and about today, lunch with friends and out this evening for a meal with another friend I haven't seen for a while. It's currently raining here, which I'm glad to see.
Not all fridge-clearing soups work, but this one did - 1 yellow pepper, small onion, small potato, few aging baby sweetcorn, some red and green jalapeños, deseeded. Simmer in vegetable stock with cumin and smoked paprika. Mulch roughly with a stick blender and top with grated cheese.
This morning I picked the remaining Blood of the Boyne and put the windfalls in the composter. The pyracantha is a wall of red berries, the nasturtium are having a second summer.
The early sun has gone in, and I will spend the afternoon squinting at small granny squares I am trying to assemble into a waistcoat while growing to hate black 4-ply.
Having to rely on the Portaloo for more than a day or so is something of an inconvenience.
I'm disappointed that nobody has said this yet but: shit happens.
I'm pi*sed off now, because I didn't think of that...
A rather dismal day in Arkland the Damp, with intermittent (but refreshing) Showers. No chance of doing any Paint Ing for some days, but the weekend is forecast to be warm and sunny.
Pilates has been followed by Brunch, and Restage will now occur.
Quite solid rain here which is a good thing. Audiology appointment went well and I'm going to try out various options to see what might work. My left ear is definetely shot though.
Husband and his photographic group had a great time in a local private library and were there so long that I managed to meet up with them for lunch and the train home.
Now a couple of hours of de-doing my knitting and general slobbing before tea and heading out for my meeting. I was struggling to get the next bit of my knitting pattern to make sense and then realised that one, I hadn't read the pattern properly and two I didn't have enough stitches on the needle. I've taken it right back to the bit where I pick up all the stiches.
My wife has had a wisdom tooth extracted; she was very pleased with the care shown by the dentist.
I think I'm going down with a slight cold; nothing to worry about but making me a bit floppy and sniffly. I probably got it from one of the little brats delightful children who attended our church Holiday Club last week. (Actually they were delightful and we had a great time). Or else it's a Devon cold picked up from cuddles and kisses with our grandchildren over the weekend.
Perhaps that's why swimming this morning was a bit of a struggle.
A lazy day here, I have done some reading and some small pieces of sewing.
Tea will be Marry Me Chicken (the dish formerly known as Tuscan Chicken before being discovered by social media), possibly with fried gnocchi.
BT, I suspect your snufflage is Beginning of Term Plague, brought to the general population by the little germ factories whenever they go back to school; one of my bosses had it last week, and although he wasn't off work, he was a bit miserable, and his voice was a couple of octaves lower than usual.
I'm a pissed-off piglet; I was supposed to be having my nails and facial waxing done after work, but Sophie's off ill and they couldn't fit me in until some time next week. As I'm Doing Things* at the weekend for which I would rather look as civilised as I can manage, this is un fat lot de bon. I've managed to get an appointment in another salon (Linlithgow's absolutely crammed with salons) to get my nails done, but I haven't sorted out the waxing yet.
* Scottish Voices rehearsal day on Saturday and my sister's 70th birthday bash on Sunday (her birthday's actually today, but inconveniences like work get in the way).
Supper was BEANS on TOAST because I thought I was going to need something speedy, as I've got Night Church at 7:30.
Smallest grandson E was so energetic today. He’s back to school tomorrow; I think he needs it and his various care givers need a break, delightful though he very much is.
Oldest grandson starts sixth form tomorrow and granddaughter is preparing for a solo trip to Hong Kong to stay with her boyfriend and his family. Now that makes me feel old.
My choir doesn’t start back till next week. We have an upcoming gig at the National Memorial Arboretum which I’m greatly looking forward to.
My choir also restarts next week and I’ve just read an email about the music - Gibbons, Byrd and Purcell mainly. Some of the pieces are already familiar though I think it’s around 40 years since I last sang “This is the record of John” (possibly before our conductor was born!)
BT, I suspect your snufflage is Beginning of Term Plague, brought to the general population by the little germ factories whenever they go back to school.
Yes, I think so - though schools have only gone back today down here.
My son turned up at short notice to do the garden this morning, choosing a dry day.
I now have a large quantity of pears to deal with / give away. A pear cake is definitely on the menu. @Aravis , great choices of composers. @TheOrganist, I can’t speak for instrumentalists, but for singers Elijah is never boring. So much drama. Our November performance will probably be the fastest ever heard, our MD told us last night.
I am off to see Nenlet1 and the GrandNenling this morning - will be going by public transport, hence the early start. Mr Nen is away and son-in-law will be at work so it will be a Girls' Morning. Today is the 13th anniversary of the death of my mum, who I'm sure will be with us in spirit .
Much needed, much appreciated rain has been falling steadily all day. Less appreciated is the fact that, having been on Drought Alert for weeks, we have moved seamlessly to Flood Alert.
Wet here too. We didn't go Rambling, partly because of the rain, partly because we didn't fancy either of the walks on offer. Instead we went to the Leisure Centre where I did a dance class and my husband used the gym.
It's quicker - and consequently marginally less painful - than plucking or epilators. I bought one of those Instruments of Satanic Torture a while back, and I'm not a bit impressed. It will remove some of the hairs, but not without serious quantities of pain, and it seems to miss half of them ...
I used to use creams, but the last time I did, I came out in blotches, and looked even ghastlier than before.
Fingernails have been painted, and trotters will follow suit tomorrow - I would have had them done today but I didn't have time, as I'd arranged with our newest organist (who's from an evangelical background and has never been to Evensong) to show her through the service, and explain how Anglican Chant works. Luckily it seemed to click with her, and she was chuffed to bits at how I explained it. I'd like to think that David was guiding me from above, and would have approved.
Because I was late in getting home, supper was a popty-ping effort from Tessie's - chicken Madeira with mushroom rice - and as that sort of thing goes, it wasn't bad.
Yesterday with Nenlet1 and the GrandNenling was lovely; usually Mr Nen and I visit together so it was a real treat to have them to myself . I got a bit overwhelmed at one point and there was what @Piglet would call Eye Leakage.
It was a long day, though - the journey (involving 3 buses) there all went very smoothly, but when I was gearing up to leave the heavens opened so I stayed a bit longer. I arrived in time for a good connection on the final leg of the journey but that bus was cancelled so I had a half-hour wait. That (busy) bus smelt of alcohol and takeaway curry so I got off it as soon as I was within striking distance of home and walked the rest of the way. Fortunately it wasn't raining. I was Very Tired last night and in bed and asleep by 10pm.
I am off this morning to my aerobics class and coffee with friends - always enjoyable .
That's lovely about the organist and David's guidance, @Piglet .
The weekly shop has been put away (delivery day has changed, rather inconveniently). I am now at an online Women’s History conference. I have a cup of tea and a danish pastry and might do some hand sewing.
I enjoy trying out different bus and train routes. My husband claims that when my dad and I got together the conversation revolved round topics such as 'but the 60 doesn't go that way, you'd need the 16.'
I had a very long council meeting last night, a packed agenda, and a few items that needed thorough discussion. I find it difficult to wind down afterwards, so pleased I had a cosy crime novel to curl up in be with.
Today is quieter, I need to pop round to see my neighbour to see if she'd be interested in volunteering at a Repair Cafe we are organising and to ask for her help with some sewing. Other than my bookshop shift this afternoon and a possible Zoom meeting tonight, the day looks fairly relaxed.
We have proper rain, for which much thanks.
This morning I went to see an exhibition called The Longest Yarn, 80+ displays depicting aspects of WW2, both military and domestic, all knitted or crocheted in the style of yarn bombers, including some life sized figures. Well worth seeing if it comes your way. It is appearing in a variety of places over the next 15 months- no major cities.
Lots of heavy rain on my journey, but fairly short-lived.
Tonight I have church choir practice. I’d better try and do something useful before then.
The littlest twanglet is back at skool we are now in full on clearing the late mother in laws property out mode.
I remember clearing out My late Old Mum's house. I retrieved what small articles I wanted, and left the rest to a professional house clearing firm! My Old Mum had little or nothing in the way of furniture worth retaining, even if I'd had space on the Ark, which I didn't.
Later, I regretted having failed to salvage three nice little ceramic bowls, used for growing Hyacinths, which had been part of the scenery, as it were, since my childhood. Sentimentally silly, maybe, but there it is. IOW, be careful what you dispose of...
Yes. When in doubt, keep to dispose of later--you can even put a sticker or something with a deadline (say, a year later) to remind you to make a decision.
There are a fair few grandchildren so Mrs Twang is working hard to make sure everyone gets a fair chance of getting stuff that is helpful or sentimental.
I wasn't really involved in the clearing out of Mum and Dad's house, being on the other side of the planet. My sister and (even more so) my brother did an absolutely sterling job, and there's still a spare room in my sister's house that's full of Stuff that hasn't been claimed.
I did get a couple of things; a tea-towel that David and I gave to Dad that had the Shipping Forecast map on it (he loved listening to the SF); and a set of soup bowls that Mum and Dad brought back from a holiday in (I think) Denmark.
If anyone finds the saucers that go with the soup bowls, I'll be happy to give them a new home.
I had a very busy day at work, and was beginning to feel a bit whelmed, but as my boss says, nobody's going to die because I didn't get all my voice files done. If I hadn't been going to get my trotters painted, I'd probably have stayed on a bit, but I was, so I couldn't.
Having intermittently tipped it down with rain (one of my colleagues got absolutely drenched at lunchtime), it's now a glorious evening, and supper of DUCK BREAST with veggies has been had (and very nice it was too).
So far so good, apart from Leeds railway station being so intricate that had not a kindly member of staff guided us to the exit, they probably would have found our whitened bones there one day. Despite the hotel being so close that trains pass within 30 ft of our (thankfully double glazed) window the route from is labyrinthine and involves some steep and nasty steps.
But otoh we found a nearby, and very good, brasserie for dinner.
That sounds about as good as it can be @Firenze.
My husband and I had a day where we kept on missing each other. He was out this morning, and I was out this afternoon. He was also out in the late afternoon/early evening but came home just before I had to disappear for a Zoom meeting. That was thankfully short and we had time to watch an episode of Masterchef and have a couple of glasses of wine.
@Firenze, I don't know if you already know this, but you can book for assistance at railway stations beforehand if you have health conditions or disability or neurodivergence or anxiety or no sense of direction, etc. I didn't know about it until someone told me, after I had an awful time at Birmingham New Street station, getting lost, getting overwhelmed, and not having the coordination to step onto the escalator because I had bags in both hands and there were crowds all around me. I thought I'd mention it in case it's helpful for you - it has been really helpful for me. I don't always use it, but I do with big, confusing stations. It sounds like Leeds is one of those!
Thank you, but the problem was that we didn't know which of the 3 exits would be nearest our hotel. We know now, and will get advice from hotel reception on how to avoid the steps. Or get a taxi if need be.
Thinking of you and Mr F today @Firenze.
It is a lovely day here. My husband is off to an eco-farm he volunteers at and I'm off to my philosophy group. I thought we were discussing what is a charity, but it seems that this might have broadened out into whether humans are intrinsically moral. If we get through the morning without mentioning Trump and Farage I'll be suprised.
So far so good, apart from Leeds railway station being so intricate that had not a kindly member of staff guided us to the exit, they probably would have found our whitened bones there one day. Despite the hotel being so close that trains pass within 30 ft of our (thankfully double glazed) window the route from is labyrinthine and involves some steep and nasty steps.
But otoh we found a nearby, and very good, brasserie for dinner.
I am at the second day of the online Women’s History Network conference. I’m very much enjoying the talks (I’m currently listening to a keynote by a Royal College of Nursing archivist discussing paper and digital archiving).
Unfortunately, not going for walk yesterday before sitting all day appears to have triggered my hip osteoarthritis and I developed a painful lower back and left hip last night - the painkillers wore off at 4am. So today’s conference will be punctuated by standing and walking.
I have often used Leeds station, yet I didn’t know it had three exits!
My internet was very slow last night and non existent this morning, so I have a lot of catching up to do. Off to my French group now.
A fine Sun-Shiny day in Arkland the Summery, which means that I have at last been able to do some Paint Ing. Not the best of jobs, I have to admit, but never mind - the foredeck of the Ark now looks a little less like an entry in *Scrapyard Challenge*.
At least the Work has taken my mind off the increasingly depressing Noos, which seems to be relishing the prospect of a certain Loathsome Reptile as the next PM...
I shall console myself with SOSSIDGES n'CHIPS (possibly garnished with a side salad of BAKED BEANS), followed by Restage.
(Is there any chance of switching the World off, and then turning it on again, like wot you do with recalcitrant computers? )
Mr Nen is back from his trip. A long day of travelling yesterday, let down at the end by the same bus service that had a bus cancellation for me on Wednesday. The one he wanted to catch was cancelled, the next one broke down partway . So he was an hour later than he should have been, but now safely home and had a good time away.
We have friends over for a meal this evening - one of our occasional gatherings when the host cooks the mains and others bring the drinks and dessert. Fortunately there are only six of us instead of the usual eight... I find eight a Bit Much, even when I'm not hosting. Table is laid, vegetables are prepped and in the steamer...
Thank you, but the problem was that we didn't know which of the 3 exits would be nearest our hotel. We know now, and will get advice from hotel reception on how to avoid the steps. Or get a taxi if need be.
This has also happened to me, heading for the Royal Armouries. Thankfully I'm fairly able-bodied, but did have the embarrassment of needing to seek help, having surrendered my ticket at the exit before realising that it was the wrong one.
It's been a nice day here; 18° when I was coming home from work, and still rather pleasant. And despite the somewhat fraught day yesterday, I got everything done today, which pleased me greatly, as I'm taking Monday off, and I wouldn't have wanted to leave a load of stuff for the colleague who does the typing when I'm not there.
F&C has been had for supper, because Friday, and now I must sort out my music for tomorrow; we've got the autumn rehearsal day in Dunblane and I think I've got everything, but it needs organising. With any luck, there'll be spare copies to borrow of anything I've forgotten about.
I spent this lovely day mostly doing laundry, which had become a mountain over the past rainy week or so.
Buying my new mattress meant that all the bed linen from the old one was put in the wash, and a couple of days later I got Mr RoS to strip his bed , too. Then there were the "new" sets of linen for my bed ( the old ones are very old, and I could see through them) , two sheets, two duvet covers and four pillowcases to be washed before being used. This all on top of the normal collection of discarded clothing.
Broke the back if it today, and will finish most of the rest tomorrow, if the weather continues like today's - which the met office says it will.
Of course, I will also be back watering the pots of tomatoes etc after blustery winds (yesterday), hot sun today and possibly tomorrow.
Had a catch up on the phone with my daughter, who returned on Wednesday from a hill walking holiday in Italy followed by being a tourist in Bergamo and Milan. Since her return she has done 16 loads of washing, mostly not hers, since she only took a rucksack - but she does have two holiday lets, as well family at home. Today she has driven to the east coast and back to service one of her cottages. Tomorrow she will be cleaning out her chicken coop. She makes me feel very lazy. Well, I am, though I did manage to make meatballs in sauce, ate one portion and froze two portions. Very nice they were too.
Had a catch up on the phone with my daughter, who returned on Wednesday from a hill walking holiday in Italy followed by being a tourist in Bergamo and Milan. Since her return she has done 16 loads of washing,
Oh my, that makes my laundry pile look paltry in comparison!
Yes! It would be the drying that would get to me - the washing is relatively easy, and I don’t iron if I can help it. You'd have to iron bedlinen for paying guests, of course.
We had a recent 10d break between machines (following the dramatic and sudden demise of the last one), during which we had family staying for a weekend, and even that only generated about 10 loads.
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Hmmm. My experience is that Elijah is ultimately very boring to perform. I have been involved at different times in three performances. The first was in Canterbury Cathedral in the middle of my A-levels (literally - our A-levels were over two weeks. On the middle Saturday I finished an exam at 12.30 p.m., was collected by car, and transported across town to get on a coach for afternoon rehearsal and evening performance. Soloist was Hervey Alan, slightly past his peak.) The secomd perfomance was a few months later. In both cases I played second clarinet in the orchestra, a part which simply doubled the tenors in the chorus, very boring, and made me feel very sorry for the tenors. In the third performance many years later I sang bass in the chorus - very slightly less boring.
I'm off to city to the west to visit and audiologist and probably splosh out some money on private hearing aids. The tweaks done to my NHS ones last week seem to have helped a bit but I'll be interested to see if the latest aids (the NHS is always a couple of models behind) will be significantly better.
My husband is also going to the city, but with his photographic group. If the timings work we hope to meet for lunch.
I am out and about today, lunch with friends and out this evening for a meal with another friend I haven't seen for a while. It's currently raining here, which I'm glad to see.
I'm disappointed that nobody has said this yet but: shit happens.
This morning I picked the remaining Blood of the Boyne and put the windfalls in the composter. The pyracantha is a wall of red berries, the nasturtium are having a second summer.
The early sun has gone in, and I will spend the afternoon squinting at small granny squares I am trying to assemble into a waistcoat while growing to hate black 4-ply.
Meat loaf for dinner.
I'm pi*sed off now, because I didn't think of that...
A rather dismal day in Arkland the Damp, with intermittent (but refreshing) Showers. No chance of doing any Paint Ing for some days, but the weekend is forecast to be warm and sunny.
Pilates has been followed by Brunch, and Restage will now occur.
Husband and his photographic group had a great time in a local private library and were there so long that I managed to meet up with them for lunch and the train home.
Now a couple of hours of de-doing my knitting and general slobbing before tea and heading out for my meeting. I was struggling to get the next bit of my knitting pattern to make sense and then realised that one, I hadn't read the pattern properly and two I didn't have enough stitches on the needle. I've taken it right back to the bit where I pick up all the stiches.
I think I'm going down with a slight cold; nothing to worry about but making me a bit floppy and sniffly. I probably got it from one of the little brats delightful children who attended our church Holiday Club last week. (Actually they were delightful and we had a great time). Or else it's a Devon cold picked up from cuddles and kisses with our grandchildren over the weekend.
Perhaps that's why swimming this morning was a bit of a struggle.
A lazy day here, I have done some reading and some small pieces of sewing.
Tea will be Marry Me Chicken (the dish formerly known as Tuscan Chicken before being discovered by social media), possibly with fried gnocchi.
I'm a pissed-off piglet; I was supposed to be having my nails and facial waxing done after work, but Sophie's off ill and they couldn't fit me in until some time next week. As I'm Doing Things* at the weekend for which I would rather look as civilised as I can manage, this is un fat lot de bon. I've managed to get an appointment in another salon (Linlithgow's absolutely crammed with salons) to get my nails done, but I haven't sorted out the waxing yet.
* Scottish Voices rehearsal day on Saturday and my sister's 70th birthday bash on Sunday (her birthday's actually today, but inconveniences like work get in the way).
Supper was BEANS on TOAST because I thought I was going to need something speedy, as I've got Night Church at 7:30.
Smallest grandson E was so energetic today. He’s back to school tomorrow; I think he needs it and his various care givers need a break, delightful though he very much is.
Oldest grandson starts sixth form tomorrow and granddaughter is preparing for a solo trip to Hong Kong to stay with her boyfriend and his family. Now that makes me feel old.
My choir doesn’t start back till next week. We have an upcoming gig at the National Memorial Arboretum which I’m greatly looking forward to.
I now have a large quantity of pears to deal with / give away. A pear cake is definitely on the menu.
@Aravis , great choices of composers.
@TheOrganist, I can’t speak for instrumentalists, but for singers Elijah is never boring. So much drama. Our November performance will probably be the fastest ever heard, our MD told us last night.
No need to go out Shopp Ing until tomorrow, thankfully. Some Tidy Ing of Cubbuds has been done, so the day has not so far been wasted.
I used to use creams, but the last time I did, I came out in blotches, and looked even ghastlier than before.
Fingernails have been painted, and trotters will follow suit tomorrow - I would have had them done today but I didn't have time, as I'd arranged with our newest organist (who's from an evangelical background and has never been to Evensong) to show her through the service, and explain how Anglican Chant works. Luckily it seemed to click with her, and she was chuffed to bits at how I explained it. I'd like to think that David was guiding me from above, and would have approved.
Because I was late in getting home, supper was a popty-ping effort from Tessie's - chicken Madeira with mushroom rice - and as that sort of thing goes, it wasn't bad.
It was a long day, though - the journey (involving 3 buses) there all went very smoothly, but when I was gearing up to leave the heavens opened so I stayed a bit longer. I arrived in time for a good connection on the final leg of the journey but that bus was cancelled so I had a half-hour wait. That (busy) bus smelt of alcohol and takeaway curry
I am off this morning to my aerobics class and coffee with friends - always enjoyable
That's lovely about the organist and David's guidance, @Piglet
We have a friend from Germany coming to stay. So Much Preparation this morning. This evening a posh meal out. 🙂
I had a very long council meeting last night, a packed agenda, and a few items that needed thorough discussion. I find it difficult to wind down afterwards, so pleased I had a cosy crime novel to curl up in be with.
Today is quieter, I need to pop round to see my neighbour to see if she'd be interested in volunteering at a Repair Cafe we are organising and to ask for her help with some sewing. Other than my bookshop shift this afternoon and a possible Zoom meeting tonight, the day looks fairly relaxed.
We have proper rain, for which much thanks.
Lots of heavy rain on my journey, but fairly short-lived.
Tonight I have church choir practice. I’d better try and do something useful before then.
I remember clearing out My late Old Mum's house. I retrieved what small articles I wanted, and left the rest to a professional house clearing firm! My Old Mum had little or nothing in the way of furniture worth retaining, even if I'd had space on the Ark, which I didn't.
Later, I regretted having failed to salvage three nice little ceramic bowls, used for growing Hyacinths, which had been part of the scenery, as it were, since my childhood. Sentimentally silly, maybe, but there it is. IOW, be careful what you dispose of...
He went back to school yesterday - it was still wobbly! Perhaps the tooth fairy will drop by soon.
Tess Coe has been visited, but I came away without buying everything on my list, because Achy Legs...
I did get a couple of things; a tea-towel that David and I gave to Dad that had the Shipping Forecast map on it (he loved listening to the SF); and a set of soup bowls that Mum and Dad brought back from a holiday in (I think) Denmark.
If anyone finds the saucers that go with the soup bowls, I'll be happy to give them a new home.
I had a very busy day at work, and was beginning to feel a bit whelmed, but as my boss says, nobody's going to die because I didn't get all my voice files done. If I hadn't been going to get my trotters painted, I'd probably have stayed on a bit, but I was, so I couldn't.
Having intermittently tipped it down with rain (one of my colleagues got absolutely drenched at lunchtime), it's now a glorious evening, and supper of DUCK BREAST with veggies has been had (and very nice it was too).
But otoh we found a nearby, and very good, brasserie for dinner.
My husband and I had a day where we kept on missing each other. He was out this morning, and I was out this afternoon. He was also out in the late afternoon/early evening but came home just before I had to disappear for a Zoom meeting. That was thankfully short and we had time to watch an episode of Masterchef and have a couple of glasses of wine.
It is a lovely day here. My husband is off to an eco-farm he volunteers at and I'm off to my philosophy group. I thought we were discussing what is a charity, but it seems that this might have broadened out into whether humans are intrinsically moral. If we get through the morning without mentioning Trump and Farage I'll be suprised.
Unfortunately, not going for walk yesterday before sitting all day appears to have triggered my hip osteoarthritis and I developed a painful lower back and left hip last night - the painkillers wore off at 4am. So today’s conference will be punctuated by standing and walking.
My internet was very slow last night and non existent this morning, so I have a lot of catching up to do. Off to my French group now.
At least the Work has taken my mind off the increasingly depressing Noos, which seems to be relishing the prospect of a certain Loathsome Reptile as the next PM...
I shall console myself with SOSSIDGES n'CHIPS (possibly garnished with a side salad of BAKED BEANS), followed by Restage.
(Is there any chance of switching the World off, and then turning it on again, like wot you do with recalcitrant computers?
We have friends over for a meal this evening - one of our occasional gatherings when the host cooks the mains and others bring the drinks and dessert. Fortunately there are only six of us instead of the usual eight... I find eight a Bit Much, even when I'm not hosting. Table is laid, vegetables are prepped and in the steamer...
Tomorrow we are out all day...
This has also happened to me, heading for the Royal Armouries. Thankfully I'm fairly able-bodied, but did have the embarrassment of needing to seek help, having surrendered my ticket at the exit before realising that it was the wrong one.
F&C has been had for supper, because Friday, and now I must sort out my music for tomorrow; we've got the autumn rehearsal day in Dunblane and I think I've got everything, but it needs organising. With any luck, there'll be spare copies to borrow of anything I've forgotten about.
Buying my new mattress meant that all the bed linen from the old one was put in the wash, and a couple of days later I got Mr RoS to strip his bed , too. Then there were the "new" sets of linen for my bed ( the old ones are very old, and I could see through them) , two sheets, two duvet covers and four pillowcases to be washed before being used. This all on top of the normal collection of discarded clothing.
Broke the back if it today, and will finish most of the rest tomorrow, if the weather continues like today's - which the met office says it will.
Of course, I will also be back watering the pots of tomatoes etc after blustery winds (yesterday), hot sun today and possibly tomorrow.
We had a recent 10d break between machines (following the dramatic and sudden demise of the last one), during which we had family staying for a weekend, and even that only generated about 10 loads.