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8th July 56F/13.3C [6.50] Rain with scattered showers promised. Possibly with thunder.
Up at 6am after a fairly quiet night.
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My wife, Shirley, died suddenly of cancer, three years ago. Since then I have been struggling uphill. My cycling blog became a therapeutic journal. Where I recorded my recovery from the shock of my loss. The house and garden need a lot of work. So much of the text and images are now about my "improvements." My purchase of an e-bike transformed my cycling after I passed 75. More recently I have had heart problems. Four stents have given me a new lease of life.
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8th July 56F/13.3C [6.50] Rain with scattered showers promised. Possibly with thunder.
Up at 6am after a fairly quiet night.
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Monday 7th 56F/13.3C[7.00] Bright, when the forecast says rain. It's all happening just to the east. As a huge area of rain moves towards the NE. It looks more like sunny periods than the forecast showers.
Up at 6.30 after an over-active night.
7.40 Time for my walk.
8.20 60F/15.6C. Back from a walk to the lanes under grey, broken skies. Only the gentlest of breezes once I was away from the tall, roadside hedges. Huge clouds were dragging their dark and ragged underskirts off to the north. The warblers were still singing away. A large tabby cat strolled past at the junction to the lanes. I don't remember ever seeing a cat just there. The traffic was unusually light for a Monday. The annual invasion of billions of slugs was visible every few yards. Splattered on the asphalt.
Of course I didn't take my cleaning trip. I was too taken up with more projects at home.
Dinner was an experiment. It should have been toast but I made chicken and mushroom rolls instead. Which required a degree of juggling to consume but were otherwise fine. I let things cool on a plate. Before adding the contents of the frying pan to the rolls. I think I could enjoy toasted cheese on open, toasted rolls.
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Sunday 6th 64F/18C [9.45] Damp and overcast start but sunshine at 9.45. This morning's rain is supposed to clear this afternoon. There doesn't seem to be much rain on the DMI radar.Up at 5.50 after a quiet night. I forgot to start my blog as I was researching stuff online. 60 pages of posts on a technical forum takes a while to read.
9.45 The arrival of unexpected sunshine prompts me to escape to the shops. Several staples are running low or completely absent.
12.00 Back from an hour long trip to the shops in the Morris.
Where I saw a combination tandem. The young lady rode up front as if seated on a recumbent. While the man sat upright. One of their panniers was scraping the ground in the picture. I sensed a pet in a cage at the back but it seemed hidden in cloth. It was too small for a child. Or at least I hope so. Do I see a ginger corgi-like head? Another lazy day watching YT technical reviews. Apart from spending some time outside in the sunshine. Staring at the sun though a solar telescope. Between waiting for large plates of cloud to pass over.Sunday dinner was fried chicken, brown mushrooms, peas, carrots, boiled potatoes and Bisto gravy. It was all, absolutely perfect. Except perhaps, for the want of another teaspoon, or two, of gravy. I didn't measure the cold water. Relying, instead, on guessing [badly] for the quantity in the small saucepan.
I cooked the peas and carrots together. Which made for colourful water to pour away. I seem to have forgotten something important about using this water. Was it for the gravy? I remembered to add the tiny bit of olive oil. Left over from the frying pan.
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