Day nine in the locked down Davies house. Tref and Anne are having breakfast. One of us has opted for bran flakes with granola and the other a bacon sandwich. I’ll leave you to decide who had what 🙂
The weather is not particularly nice this morning although there is an interesting autumnal light in the back garden. The apple tree behind the greenhouse has lost most of its leaves but still has quite a lot of ripening fruit left.
The cathedral bells are telling me it is 9am. I need to get dressed but there isn’t a driver to do this yet. I am sat comfortably in the conservatory and my first video conference is at 10am. I might try and squeeze in a trip to buy some steaks for tomorrow night’s dinner before the meeting but that may prove to be too much of a rush and there is plenty of time later. There is another pot of tea brewing in the kitchen.
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3pm and I’ve had enough for the day. Just have a lonap board call at 4 then it’s chill time. I already have the Masters golf on the box, although box is a misnomer in this day and age. To say the golf is on the flat screen panel doesn’t work quite the same way. Maybe it’s an age thing.
One of the downlights in the shed is flickering. This is somewhat annoying. I can pull the fitting down with a view to changing the light or tightening the connection but it doesn’t come all the way out because of the spring loaded latch thingy and I am concerned that if I pull too hard something will break. This will need some consideration.