So it's been much more like spring this week ... apart from short, sharp showers that the weather men have not predicted. One evening I had to rush out to gather in my washing in as a heavy shower hit and, although I succeeded in keeping the washing reasonably dry, my shoes got quite wet. Ballet flats have low gunwales! They weren't properly dry by next morning so I left them outside in the sun. A dry day was promised and so I went out shopping for a couple of hours ... and another shower hit. When I got home my shoes were full of water! I could've kept small fish in them! These weather men have a lot to answer for!
They're dry now and don't seem any the worse for the experience. The goldfish order has been cancelled.
I'm also able to dry my - ahem - more feminine garments outdoors now because of the improved weather and the fact that the partition between me and mini-Trump next door has been fully mended and filled at last. Before that, my outdoor washing was pretty much visible to anyone next door and you don't want anything too obviously feminine being seen if they think you're a guy. Avoid awkward questions is my policy.
I'm afraid my slimming drive has been a bit of a failure recently. Ongoing poor weather over the month has resulted in a need for large quantities of chocolate to keep up the spirits. It's the only remedy!
So I'm looking forward to the clocks going forward on Sunday as that officially endorses the lighter, longer days that are necessary for good health.
Also, I decided to eat lunch out one day at my favourite restaurant and they were hosting a party that evening with live music and had produced canapés for it and they used me as their official taste testing guinea pig. That was before I ordered lunch! So kind of a fail there. But given that the lunch was super delicious and they gave me a discount, I'll accept the expanded waist without too much complaint. By the way, fresh salmon marinaded with tangerine sounds weird but is amazing.
They often do live music there, in fact, and have photos of lots of music stars who've graced the Sanremo Festival and local music clubs over the decades. I daren't reveal my ignorance of who they all are. For instance, I just call this photo of theirs, "the guy who trod on a Lego".
As mentioned last time, I've been going through this blog to save it in case of any need to migrate. At the same time, I've been continuing to go through it methodically adding labels to posts and mending broken links where possible. There are over 700 posts so this takes time!
Looking ahead
This weekend I shall be observing the partial solar eclipse (safely - never look directly at the sun), planting chillis, lavender and more herbs, and maybe I'll do my face and hair properly.
I've just booked a trip to San Marino for the week after next, another location on my planned tour of microstates.
A dip in the archives
Going through my blog reminds me that I haven't posted a dip into the archives for a while. Here's a post from November 2012 describing meet-ups with other girls in the bars and Indian restaurants of Brick Lane, London, with recent updates on venues and websites.
Link: The Brick Lane Set
It's partly a tribute to my fun friend Ann Drogyny (in red) who passed away last year. Gone but not forgotten.
Have a good weekend.
Sue x
Dear Sue, Thanks for your nice posting. There are many points you touch on that I could dive into, such as meteorologists, washing lingerie, famous people I don't recognise, or dipping into the archives. Let me pick the first one. There is no other profession that fails as miserably a meteorologist. They are unable to predict the upcoming weather, they fail at describing how the weather is right now, and I am afraid that they would be challenged to report how the weather was yesterday. "No wonder", says my wife, "Gen Z inevitably must have arrived at the national weather service as well." On your dip into the archives: very cute, and reporting on a time less uncertain, it feels. Love, Franzi
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting and commenting, Franzi.
DeleteThis winter has been very unusual here. It's usually mild and fairly dry but this year has been more like a British winter, i.e. cool and very wet. The weather men here haven't been used to complex or rare weather systems so maybe that's why their predictions are always wrong at the moment! I say weather men but there are weather women too, of course, it's just that we like to blame the men!
Yes, the years 2010 to 2014 were so special for me, a very calm and happy time personally and even for world politics.
Sue x