Wait, another four-day week? Not much accomplished on Monday, although I did give the the kitchen floor a very long overdue scrubbing. I’ve also made a tiny amount of progress on digging the hole ready to lay slabs to put the greenhouse on, and am continuing to slowly eat away at the huge pile of cut-down laurel branches, two brown bins at a time. I treated myself to a pair of electric secateurs, which at least makes the process of removing and cutting up the smaller pieces a lot easier.
Another month must have gone by, because Wednesday was Current and Former Colleagues Sharing Some As-Yet Undefined Characteristic Fat Cat Meet Up night. Uncharacteristically for them, they somehow managed to turn my order of a pint and a half of one beer and a half of another into a pint and a half of a third, unrelated beer, plus a pint of what should have been a half. Obviously I didn’t say anything.
While doing my shopping in Waitrose shortly before closing time, I was accosted by a member of staff from the bakery, offering me a couple of free cakes/pastries. This turned out not to be a trick question, although they weren’t something I’d have normally bought, and were a minor struggle to finish (not both on the same day). Who’d have thought out-of-date baked goods might be slightly stale?
After watching the first episode, I’d forgotten that the new series of Doctor Who had started. When I finally remembered, and headed to iPlayer to watch the next one, I discovered that a new series of Man like Mobeen was also available, which was a nice bonus. I’ve also nearly finished working through all of Peep Show, which I’d previously only seen odd episodes of. And Taskmaster’s back on again, which is always good thing.
I entered the Stephen Williams 10k in a last minute fit of fomo. As usual the weather was unseasonably hot, and it felt like hard going, but at least it went a bit better than last year when I’d accidentally entered it before realising it was the morning after the Twilight 5k.