Feels a little like the end of the first world war. The armistice has been signed but the bullets haven’t stopped yet. A vaccine has been announced but the virus is still out there killing people…
Booked lane swimming session for 12.5 on Monday.
In parental news had to nip out to the chemist to buy dad some antacid stuff suggested by sister Ann (our in house GP). He didn’t eat the magnificent breakfast I cooked for him and served up in suitably small portions: home made hash browns, Foster’s spicy Lincolnshire farmhouse sausage with dry cured bacon, organic cherry tomato, a small chestnut mushroom and a small slice of sourdough fried bread. I had the same but slightly more of it innit.
All is now quiet. I missed the Festival management meeting so that’s been postponed to tomorrow. I do want to get some garlic bulbs planted which I’ll do before lunch. This year’s batch was a bit disappointing so I’m hoping that planting before Christmas will make the difference.
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Garlic planted, red currant bush lifted, more Anne’s Vans setup. Lunch was toasted sourdough baguette with cheese spread, spring onions and chopped chillies. Discovering that the chillies are quite hot 🙂
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Bit of a rugby watching afternoon and evening innit.