Another crisp walk to the shed this morning. Frozen snow. Shed v toasty. Flagrantly displaying my wealth by leaving the heater on overnight. Actually the insulation is so good I suspect it costs very little to heat. There is still a thick layer of snow on the roof. Gonna rain at the weekend with temperatures soaring to thirteen degrees so back to normal, if there is such a thing
One of the consequences of this cold spell and the snow in particular is that my flower meadow has been flattened. It’s been an exceptionally long season for blooms with more coming through but the snow has put an end to that. At least lots of seeds will now be in the ground ready for next year.
Put my Meindl boots on for the walk down the path. Will be picking some choice logs from the woodstore later and tbh I have no idea what the ground is like behind the greenhouse. Figured it might not be good for wearing loafers. Also brought my warm Timberland gloves. My Black Yak Himalayan jumper and beanie round off a suitably seasonal sartorial setup.
So now I have another day without a calendar entry. The 10am meet has been postponed until 17th December which is one of the few dates I said I could make it that month. Classically I stop working after trefbash and the rest of the month is v busy partying. I’ve mostly stopped work anyway which should free up even more time for partying but that’s not how it works. The body couldn’t take it. I’m always knackered by the time we get to Christmas Day as it is. Another free day means more time to work on the family tree and thus the book.
The Red Arrows fly by overhead. They are always doing this to me. Presumably some kind of salute. Prefer the throaty roar of the spitfire but you tend not to see that at this time of year whereas winter is the time the arrers practice. On the ocky lads.
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Nipped out to Clearview Optician this pm to pick up a couple of new rubber sleevy things for my Oakley specs. Turns out I went to the wrong branch. Ah well. It’ll wait. The right branch was the one in the Bailgate. It was on my way back from Waitrose but couldn’t be arsed tbh.
Home now. The fire is lit. Picked up a 10kg bag of smokeless coal from the Shell garage on Burton Road. Fifteen pounds! I repeat, fifteen pounds! It’s just a bit of luxury really as we have visitorrs coming this eve. Front room nice and warm now. Took a while to get going though as I’d only just brought the kindling in this morning so despite being kept under cover it was still a little damp.