Satisfying short session deleting apps, some of which I don’t even remember installing. 3 different Paris olympics apps! A Broadway ticket app called Tix, used once. Can’t remember what other apps went. They were that memorable and rarely or never used. Useful things to do whilst lying in bed not listening to the news.
Looks typically autumnal out there. Raindrop covered kitchen window panes. Gangly apple tree limbs, clutching still the occasional stubborn fruit, sway with bluster. Leaf filled greenhouse gutters need clearing.
The kitchen is brightly lit, the table furnished with a cafetiere of cawfee and a small pot of tea.
Today we turn our minds to the making of cider. The demijohn airlock thingies are being delivered before 8pm which should be good timing. All operations will be conducted in the kitchen, it being an environment more conducive to operational success. Far too cold to do it in the potting shed/garage/greenhouse. Plus it will be dark out. Look out for photos.
I’m not really a cider drinker but it seems daft to have all these apples every year and let them rot on the floor.
Meanwhile I finished my book on the story of the Spitfire, again. The only downside to the book is that it has a quote by Jeremy Clarkson on the dust saying it was the most perfect machine ever built, or similar. What value does Clarkson add? Been reading it in bed each night. Nothing like descriptions of technical differences between different versions of aircraft to help you nod off.
Next up is “US Airborne Divisions in the ETO 1944-45” by Steven J Zaloga. Were it not for the likelihood that Steve is American you might almost think it was a pen name. He has written a lot of books if you want to Google him.
This morning THG is taking the Silver Bullet for a service. 23,000 miles. Not bad for a 7 year old car. She keeps it clean. It’s a clean machine. This is made easier by the fact that none of the kids live at home any more and are not on the insurance 🙂
Meanwhile it is a leisurely start to the day here. Perfectly ripe avocado on sourdough toast with a side of bacon. I cooked the bacon quickly in a pan on very hot heat. Gets the fat nice and crispy that way and a lot easier to do if all you have in the pan is bacon.
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At my desk before ten. What’s not to like? This is not good really. The wild swings of the Trefor Davies morning routine. Some days, usually in the summer, I can be up by five thirty. In all fairness I was out of bed at the normal time this morning coinciding with Thought for the Day coming on the wireless.
However after my leisurely breakfast I was in need of a shower and a shave so that pushed the time back. If I go for a swim I tend not to shave. Whilst I may well do some lane ploughing this pm, if the silver Bullet is back from its service, my chin very much did need some attention.
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Spent the afternoon cleaning and sterilising my cider making gear. Not sure if I needed to go as far as sterilising the crusher but sterilised it (mostly) is. The apples have been crushed and we are now taking a break for dinner before restarting the activity. Next up is the pressing.