A deck chair from the RMS Titanic of the White Star Line. Or nicked from Pret?
"That's a lot of sockets" said Paul, a long log time ago. He was right. By my count that's four too many.
A long log time ago is a longer period of time than a long long time ago because it's time on a log-scale.
The floating book shelves in the pod work and Gran's picture looks even better here.
First ride of April. With sun and snow! Strava reckons it was 27.9km with 272m of elevation gain. But then Strava also claims a top speed of 75.2kmh so YMMV (or in this case YKMMV).
Route: Braziers Common Loop
F has been busy. A new border to hide the edge of the steps. Smart. My side of the garden is going to look good this year!
Ewok is doing impressions now. He calls this one "How you feel". I think you is me not you. He's getting quite good.
Wow. The gradual easing or lockdown and our first visitors. Cue ping pong tournament. You'll be none too surprised to read that I lost. Again.
Playing chess with H. Lost again. 4:1 down in the series. I was winning too, until I wasn't.
No one could have believed, in the closing minutes of the third month of 2021, that minds immeasurably superior to ours were plotting against us.
Early spring in the garden. Stuff peaking through, saying hello to the new year.
After the flood the field cried.
Come rain or shine, Ewok's range of favourite places are always just right.
I can think of worse ways to ease into a relaxing weekend. Like most of the past 52 weekends we're planning not a lot. I might stay here for a while...
After a year of on-and-off lockdowns, why do we have sooooo many shoes?
First attempt at COVID home-testing ended up with a
void result. Turns out that there's insufficient buffer fluid in the sachets to overcome the surface tension on the inside of the extraction tube. When you invert the extraction tube to get drops of fluid onto the test strip the fluid sticks to the inside of the tube and never makes it to the end.
From a box of three tests we got one success. I guess penny-wise and pound-foolish means you can count a larger world-beating amount for the number of test kits supplied, even if those kits don't work.
You might think that the requirement to report results would let someone wise up to all the void results. But the covide.gov.uk reporting site is a PITA. You have to give it an occupation even though you've already said it's for a student. You have to say what country you're in even though you've already provided a postcode. And the final nail in the coffin? You have to prove that you're not a robot by identifying objects in pictures that are meaningless in British-English. Here fire hydrants are underground so good luck identifying with those bollard things while a crosswalk is about as easy to spot as a cross oak. The UKs GDS even published Design Principles for all this:
We’re designing for the whole country, not just the ones who are used to using the web. The people who most need our services are often the people who find them hardest to use.
Thirty-Seven Billion well spent.
Sorry, I did promise a less snarky C r o s s o a k. It might be a while.
We started lockdown with Friday Night is Movie Night. A year on, Chef F has surpassed the accompanying pizza extravaganza with his amazing burger bar. It encompasses Chef H's trademark secret sauce (a ketchup & mayo mix). Yummy yum.
Ewok had enough of the pew and opted for a seat that was a bench with a view.