Wednesday 19th
Crumpet with me again today so am mainly at home.
Busy listing the many pairs of shoes I own (I am the male Imelda Marcus) on eBay. Else they will be off to a charity shop – clarion call to any size 9s out there – free to friends …
Carla has booked to go to Denmark when we are back from Kenya so I have booked myself a short camping trip to Guernsey at same time – am having a hire eBike delivered to camp site.
Unfortunately ChatGPT says there will be a full moon so no good really for astro so, instead I will take my camera and try and practice my landscape photography now that girls have bought me a subscription to ‘outdoor photography’.
When I finally managed to catch the dog I walked her over to meet Emily out of work then deposit them both at Waterloo via the Lord Nelson for a quick pint.
As I am so lazy I jumped on a 76 bus home that then got stuck in a bouchon (one of the few words I learned while living in France) on Fleet Street. I was on top deck watching all the black cab drivers do their thing – basically driving like utter arseholes – they are the cyclist equivalent of ‘drivers’ and I hate them – no longer the tax dodging twats they once were but still twats.
Called Carla to fire up the oven and put the Dabba on. Tonights recipe:
It was delicious and more than enough for two so I have dinner for tomorrow night as Carla is a dirty stop out … again.
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