Widget gadget holder thingy
For seven months of COVID I've been using this widget thingy for the complex multi-household shopping extravaganza.
Yesterday I figured out that the trolley has a holder widget for the barcode scanner gadget.
I'm getting somewhere. Slowly.
Taking back control
Earlier today, the UK government department for international trade announced:
> The bakers used a lot of soya sauce in the first challenge on #GBBO, so it's a good thing it will be made cheaper thanks to our trade deal with Japan
Setting aside that they probably meant Soy not Soya sauce, many folks pointed out that a) there is currently 0% tarrifs on imports of Soy sauce from Japan, so a trade deal with Japan won't decrease the price, and b) most of the soy sauce sold in the UK is manufactured in the EU: the Netherlands, Poland and Wales.
Of all the Brext snafu's this is hardly the hill to die on. But, it's good to know "we've taken back control". Hope folks who wanted that end up happy with what they get.
Copycats
"Yogi, I think F is trying to copy your coat with his new jeans." said Ewok.
"You mean to tell me that they're meant to look like that?" replied Yogi.
"Yes, it's called fashion."
The second door
After H removed them and granddad helped (or did we help granddad?) replace the first, today was the day to replace the second. And we did.
Mice, the evidence
I found evidence of mice in the kitchen this morning. The evidence was very similar to the evidence for similar mice when we stayed at Dorothy's place in France sometime in the year 2000. It's amazing what happens when the rest of the house is asleep.
3-3
3-3. Two from F, including an amazing space-creating fake that left two defenders sliding to block a shot that wasn't there. Some lovely play to watch. Some nice sideline (distanced) socialising too. Could have done without the running commentary from the opposition manager, but I managed to tune it out after a while.
Wallingford Bridge
Has anyone else noticed that the lights at Wallingford Bridge are always red? Even early in the morning when the sun is struggling.
Walking the dogs. Again?
Days like this when we both want to walk the dogs in the morning. Funny that. Ewok's advice was to make the most of it.
London. Again.
London. The third trip since March. Probably the last until next year.
A beautiful Autumn morning for a ride through the city, from Paddington to Shoreditch House. But things were very quiet. Whether the backstreets around the British Museum.
And yes, you can see where I used to work in that last picture. I nearly popped in to say 'Hello', but there was nobody there.
Boys Chill
Ewok fell asleep sitting up on the bench.
Yogi tried to fall asleep with his chin on the bench. A different bench.
Couch to 5.97km
5.97km in 37m 32s (which is <drumroll>
</drumroll> 6.06 minutes per km) ± whatever imprecision there is with free-Strave-on-iPhone. That's an improvement from week 3 back in May. It's almost as if I'm starting to enjoy it.
And, it's probably worth all the effort just for the running views. There's quite a collection of them!
Comments
Why did't you walk down and up the garden for 31m at the end to make it 6k? Finn
The Barn at Hardcourt
If you1 have money (£5.45) and either young children or older relatives then the place to be on a sunny Autumn Sunday was Hardcourt Arboretum (part of Oxford Botanic).
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Bonus points if, despite the COVID signs, you also don't know how far 2 metres is. ↩
The doors
Ewok, falling asleep on the sofa, as Granddad explains for the eleventyeth time how to "Measure once, cut twice".
Or was it "Measure twice, cut once"?
Whatever it was, it worked pretty finely.
Carnage
There was a hedgerow here. It was a highway for wildlife. It's gone. Tidy, but gone.
Relevant Linescapes: Remapping and Reconnecting Britain's Fragmented Wildlife by Hugh Warwick.
Here's how the hedge was before.
Commuter Coffee
I've been missing my commuter coffee from Lesley at Cholsey station, but she's now at Wallingford Station1 each weekday. W00t! So this morning I extended my morning commute from a walk halfway down the garden to a ride to Wallingford and back. lovely.
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Wait, what‽ Wallingford has a station‽ ↩
Running skyscapes
A fitting way to celebrate finishing Born to Run (thanks Sean!), my first 30 minute run. Evs.
Door. Mat
Ewok was impressed with the new door mat. Either that, or he was waiting for my back to turn before tucking into the cardboard.
Lazy Wet Sundays
Fay and Yogi. Chilling on a lazy wet Sunday. Demonstrating how to behave "Fearlessly with common sense." Whatever the $%&! that means.
Rain
Storm Alex blew the table tennis table over on Friday. Leaving us with a wet and miserable Saturday in which to hunker down. We lit the stove early and treated ourselves to a take-away curry [1]. Looks like more of the same today.
[1] After first checking that locked-down H had manage to secure some essential supplies.
The Lookout
Ewok. Looking out for squirrels and rabbits. Unfortunately, they have more sense than to be out and about in this weather.
Another Day Out in London
Another day out in London. The second in five months. That's a little less than the four-times a week I was averaging. The trains were quiet. Paddington too. And the bike?
Shoes. With fingers.
New shoes. I'd blame Born to Run, except I got my first pair of these before that book was published.
Just like the first pair, these are unpopular.