“Let’s be like real young people!”. It sounded a good idea at the time, yet the morning after the dawn before is typically filled with declarations of t-totalism for eternity. Ah well. Considering what I consumed a vague feeling of dehydration and lethagy isn’t too bad.
And some of that is due to the mild heatstroke – having got up at 8 to see off A I decided to wander off at 10 to go shopping to the high street about a mile away. And it’s bloody hot out. And I was wearing a woollen cardigan. And my boot was broken due to a certain Beast of Antioch deciding that boot zip was an acceptable dietry supplement. The boot in itself didn’t contribute to my anti-weather feelings but it was rather irritating. It’s a good boot. :plain:
On the plus side it was a nice walk and no doubt as done me the world of good, and I did get to buy things. “Things” being painkillers, aftersun (Friday was a sun worshiping day as internet was playing up), sun tan lotion (in the unlikely event I ever venture outside again voluntarily), some plants and seeds (to force me to go outside again) and rescue remedy (to encourage me to actually talk to other humans). No boots though – PB has one shoe shop and it’s shoes have gold inlay. That’s the only thing I can think of that would justify the prices.
Barbeque tomorrow, apparently. Lovely weather and all. We have neither barbeque nor food but that doesn’t appear to have detered anyone much. The lack of wine (3 1/2 bottles is considered a shortage – I didn’t know this) is however worrying us considerably. And we have a guest. I’d best do my chores and tidy the lounge so he has somewhere slightly less hair-impregnated to park himself.
