A little rain.
A little rain is a little pleasure. A lotta rain, I agree, maybe not. But overall I like rain more than not, personally.
A little rain is a little pleasure. A lotta rain, I agree, maybe not. But overall I like rain more than not, personally.
Lunchtime dogwalking wearing a coat Much cooler today, around 19C after last week's 32-33-34C, and I'm back at work (although still working from home) which means I do the lunchtime dog walk. I had to wear a waterproof coat and actually enjoyed the cooler temperatures that made me walk faster on the 1.6 miles to the potato warehouse and back. Thank goodness I've invested so much in boots and coats over the past few years. I have gear for every possible lunchtime meteorological condition from now until at least next April.
(pen) Well, don't hold your lightning conductor like that - it could be live.
The shipping forecast. Just been listening to a French person who said he liked listening to the French shipping forecast as he used to go sailing with his grandfather. Not just a Blighty thing, then.
I remember - 20 or so years ago - driving around somewhere near Aberdeen or Inverness for work and playing around with the Long Wave on the car radio and picking up what I presume was the Danih- or perhaps the Norwegian shipping forecast. It certainly wasn't German or French, but I could identify the names of the shipping areas.
Serendipitous discoveries Today my friend and I took a slightly different route on our walk round Wimbledon Village, and found Cannizaro Park, which neither of us knew was there.
[Simons] Hidden gem, isn't it? Make sure you go next June when the rhododenrons come out, it's amazing.
Corporate kindness Rare as it is, it generates a lot of goodwill when I see it. Especially when humor is also shown. See this recent example from Northern Rail.
"We are aware we have bees nesting at the end of platform 3.
Please do not disturb them.
Consider them as key workers and apply social distancing."
Oh hey, I'm accidentally switching to American spelling. Serves me right for getting in to a big document in US-English.
Tim Vine jokes. Merriment.
Cake.
It's raining and windy and grey and I just got soaked on a dog walk so any cake will do. I should have made one yesterday but was busy ironing. Banana bread tonight then.
It's raining and windy and grey and I just got soaked on a dog walk so any cake will do. I should have made one yesterday but was busy ironing. Banana bread tonight then.
Red wine, after a week on the wagon taking a no-booze antibiotic
The wobble on a good hot dog. This one hadn't occurred to me, but it is true, and this video link of the WobbleDog 9003i in action makes an incontrovertible case.
I shall now pause to observe a moment of silence for the few dogs injured during these experiments.
Still sunny at 16:00 on a Friday afternoon in January. Longer days in lockdown.
My car passed its MOT. First time for ages. That means I can still legally drive to Waitrose (one mile). The open-ended freedom this endows me with is positively scary.
More red wine. And more....
A dog sleeping on your lap and cherry coke with grenadine or pomegranate juice.
Waking up with a pulse and apparently Covid-free. Thanks to RFLT.
[Chalky] Radox-Filled Large Tub?
[chalky] Ralf Lemster Financial Translations?
Red Frogs Finishing Tuna?
Robots Liking Flambed Turkey?
Red Frogs Finishing Tuna?
Robots Liking Flambed Turkey?
Rapidly Fried Lark's Tongues?
S'obviously Roger Federer's Lunting Trousers.
Reeking Limburger For Tits?
[Stevie] I'm on a diet. As of now.
Playing "Take the first line of a novel" and then add "And then the dragons arrived." There are so many that work surprisingly well.
Of course, Harry Potter, LOTR, The Hobbit, and 1984 have all been popular ones.
These have been my contributions:
Not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine. And then the dragons arrived.
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf stream and he had gone 84 days now without taking a fish. And then the dragons arrived.
Alice was getting very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do. And then the dragons arrived.
Of course, Harry Potter, LOTR, The Hobbit, and 1984 have all been popular ones.
These have been my contributions:
Not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine. And then the dragons arrived.
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf stream and he had gone 84 days now without taking a fish. And then the dragons arrived.
Alice was getting very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do. And then the dragons arrived.
Marmalade tea and individually wrapped slices of quail salami.
Seeing on and working on my art car. Also, having others add to it.
Getting quite pissed on brandy and visiting the Morniverse, which is full of my type of people. (KagomeShuko) Are you sure you'e in the right game?
Having (and eating) leftover cakes I made for the in-laws' visit yesterday.
Throwing away stuff that even I can't think of a use for. Not so much that it didn't spark joy, as that it did spark 'what in holy hell even is this thing?' I have still got a stash of bits and bobs that I don't know what they're for, but it's smaller now. I'm keeping some of the more intriguing artefacts, at least for this round, because if I chuck 'em I'll never find out what they were. Curiosity and hoarding tendencies have managed to outweigh tidiness once again.
One of the stranger objects I had stashed are some screw-like objects with a fat smooth cylinder in the middle of the screw. So they're not cylinder-head screws, because there's thread before and after the cylinder part, which is considerably thicker than the surrounding screw. So what the hell are those things for? What are they called? I guess they're some kind of screw-hinge device?
[SM] Sounds like anchor screws used for attaching curtain rail holders. One side screws into the wall, the other into the rail holder. If they are beefy then they might be used for attaching sinks and other similar items. If they are massive, then maybe for holding railway rails to the sleepers. All these types have different threads on each end.
Some sort of curtain fastening arrangement seems to be the best explanation. I think I'll call that a win.
*Contentious statement alert* Most unidentified objects in abandoned drawers and neglected biscuit tins of 'things' are to do with hanging curtains. Curtains are the most complicated of household artefacts and no two systems are interchangeable or compatible.
[pen] Ha! You've obviously never had to deal with shelving units...
[Pabbers] Ha! I have a husband to deal with that sort of thing.
[pen] Now that's a bloody good idea! Why didn't I think of that?
The smell of new wood I've got a new fence, 'cos the old one blew down. I keep getting little whiffs of fresh DIY store fence wood through my window. While it's not as nice as freshly sawn timber, it still qualifies as a little pleasure.
OK, this is getting a bit meta, but also: Noticing Little Pleasures.
Because of this game, I always keep an eye (or a nose) out for little pleasures. And because I do that, I'm more likely to notice them.
Also, Getting meta :-)
[Simons] I'm all for getting meta. It's an element of mindfulness. I'm getting better at it on lunchtime dogwalks. Last week it was watching stormy shelf clouds skirting around me, and noticing the ash twigs blown off the trees onto the path looking like broken wands from Harry Potter and wondering what high jinks they'd been up to, this week it was noticing the twigs laid like directional arrows on the ground (did we used to call them Indian signposts or something? A long, long time ago at Girl Guides...). And how good the potato blossoms smell. And how the smell of the next field with onions reminds me of a fairground hot dog stand. Anyway, the point is, the more you look, the more you see.
*pays close attention to SM’s move*
The nectarines are really good this year. Sweet, juicy, not fibrous or unripenable.
Dark chocolate from Poland.
I guess you could say I'm polishing off this Polish bar of dark chocolate.
I guess you could say I'm polishing off this Polish bar of dark chocolate.
No quarantining if I visit the UK from next week. The need for quarantine and the costs of tests during it have kept me away from friends and family in the UK for a year and a half. Realising that I can now start to plan visits again is a huge relief.
Do keep your mask around: https://www.sciencenews.org/article/cdc-covid-coronavirus-masks-indoors-vaccinated-people-pandemic The delta variant apparently also produces 1200 times the viral load in less time. So, the aerosols spewed out are massively more infectious.
Someone I follow on Pluspora just posted:
So one of my colleagues, doubly vaccinated (Astra), just tested covid positive. Life is a bitch.
Symptoms were two days of flu, but then everything went back to normal. I suppose you could say that the vaccine worked.
And how do you get covid? By having a son watching a football game in a pub.
[Simons] I know this. This is why I'm probably not going to go back to the office in a university with 7,000 students, not until most of them get vaccinated.
Got my Pfizer vaccines - 2nd does was in April. I'm watching news for updates with booster shots.
I get so tired of people denying that COVID exists and claiming that vacccines are dangerous or don't work.
I get so tired of people denying that COVID exists and claiming that vacccines are dangerous or don't work.
Enjoyed seeing a sign which said: "All of you panic buying, stock up on condoms, so you don't produce any more fucking idiots."
Taking a whole shelfful of books to the charity shop, even though I want to keep them. See the Good Books game over at MCiOS.
(KagShu) Just had my booster. I agree with you about anti-vaxxers. Politely, they are misguided; less politely they're thick as pigshit and completely up their own arses. I despise them. BTW do Americans refer to The Jab? The term is universal over here.
Visiting my students on their apprenticeships and seeing them really excited and enthusiastic about what they're doing. Whenever I start getting a bit cynical about teaching, I think about a student excitedly showing me the production line that he's now responsible for maintaining. Warm glowy feelings a-go-go.
[nights] could I ask what/where you teach?
[Bismarck] You can indeed - I teach at a further education college in France on the local equivalent of an HND in Industrial Maintenance and another in Physical Measurement. Our kids are training to be maintenance or metrology techs of all stripes, or to go on to further study at engineering school. My speciality is technical and scientific English, as the French have finally realised that all the innovation in the world is useless if no-one can understand them. I'm also involved in the administration of our apprenticeship scheme, and I genuinely feel like I've found my niche. [/advert]
[Nights] Anything to do with IUT Louis Pasteur (near Strasbourg) or Karim Kalfane's maintenance programme?
[Bismarck] Er, yes indeed - Karim just retired in October! I've taken over two of his apprentices!
Wandering through Google Earth in a VR headset. Rome, Florence, Burning Man, all right there in my computer room.
Getting my Jehovah's Witness advent calender. Every time you open a door, someone tells you to piss off.
Mobile phone signal in the Channel Tunnel "Hi! I'm in the car! On a train! In a tunnel! Under the sea! Etc!"
Doughnut season. Hot and fresh from the baker and, although not the anglo-saxon kind, soft and delicious. Lovely just with cinnamon and sugar.
[nights] Shame on you, hunting innocent doughnuts
London. If I had seven zeros in my bank account I’d live here. Instead I content myself with visiting from time to time. London Festival of Baroque Music this weekend (and all week, but a weekend is a long enough break).
(Raak) 10-8p should last several nanoseconds.
[Rosie] But what nanoseconds!
(Raak) Indeed, but what about the other 1018 or so?
I have a new pleasure to add: Using 'phut' as an expletive.
Experiencing a good night-time thunderstorm. There's just been one here but they were a lot more frequent in the '50s and '60s.
A follow-on from the last: florid and exuberant words.
Bamboozle, euphonium, badonkadonk, oleaginous, hornswoggle, sonorous... 'Exuberant' itself, for that matter.
Bamboozle, euphonium, badonkadonk, oleaginous, hornswoggle, sonorous... 'Exuberant' itself, for that matter.