21 May 2022

Today


Today has been spent in a pretty solitary fashion.

I woke at eight and pressed the button on our Sony radio alarm to listen to the morning news. That device is quite miraculous. It has served  us faithfully for thirty six years. There has been no reason to replace it. I wonder if it will just keep going forever.

Downstairs in my dressing gown I fried two eggs and ate them with two slices of wholemeal toast - washed down with my customary pint mug of breakfast tea. On to the desktop computer to check out blogs and other favourite sites. Surfing the internet can be like a drug habit. See later

Mid-morning I phoned my brother Simon. It can feel like walking on eggshells. He flared up when I gently reminded him about nourishment and hydration. I also phoned our son Ian in London. He had just come back from a gym session. We talked about his horse chestnut tree and other stuff such as his week's holiday in Lisbon, Portugal. He's flying out there with his girlfriend, Sarah, at seven tomorrow morning (Sunday). When they return they'll be ready to move into the house they have bought together in Fulham, west London.

I had my shower at midday, made the bed, got dressed and headed out into the garden to do some much needed tidying up - including hedge trimming. Four hours later I was back in the house making my main meal of the day - a spaghetti concoction with bacon, slices of courgette, chopped red onion and mushrooms with parmesan cheese.

After watching a quiz show on the television, I headed out to Lidl to get some supplies in. The main item I required was a large chicken to roast for Sunday dinner but I managed to fill four bags and parted with seventy pounds. It was at the till that I exchanged words with two other humans - the young woman on the till and a man I invited to jump in front of me as he only had an armful of groceries.

Back home, as I put the shopping away, I considered going out for a couple of pints of ale at one of our local bars but decided against it. Instead, I  logged into the BBC i-player and put a film on. It's called "County Lines" - dramatically focusing  on the seedy underworld of urban drug supply. I have watched an hour of it with half an hour to go. I shall return to this film as soon as I have pressed "Publish"... Done!

15 comments:

  1. Anonymous1:33 am

    It sounds like you welcomed some short words at the supermarket. Maybe you are feeling lonely without company at home.

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    1. Not lonely. It was just a different, very quiet day.

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  2. Thinking about it, the Sony clock radio at the side of my bed must be more or less the same age as yours. With the dog giving me a wake up call, I don't need to set the alarm. I'm not one for lying in bed to listen to programmes or the news, so it's not used as a radio, but it's still useful for telling the time!

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    1. I love to listen to the radio when I first wake up. Often it sends me back to sleep again.

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  3. I hope Ian enjoys his holiday and that his house move goes smoothly.
    That film does not appeal to me...it sounds quite bleak. Don't suppose it has a Happy ending?

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  4. A day in the life of YP, or, as The Sunday Times Magazine used to call it, A Life in the Day off..., featuring a more or less famous person's daily life every week. I loved that feature and have just discovered that a selection of 100 (out of the more than 1,200) such features are available as a printed book from Amazon. Here's an idea I will pass on to whoever is going to ask me later this year what I want for Christmas!

    The film you've been watching does not sound like something I would choose for my evening entertainment, but I do acknowledge that such films can be important and, as the film poster says, need to be seen.

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    1. I used to love that feature in "The Sunday Times" too. It gave insights into famous people's lives that you could not find elsewhere.

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  5. Sony is quality, you'll have that clock radio for years yet. County Lines, she mutters as she writes it down.

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    1. Why does she mutter? She must be what we in Britain call "curmudgeonly"!

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  6. Why don't they have a till open just for a few items? I do the same and let people go before me with a few items.

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    1. At the end of the evening our local German wine, beer and garden supplies trading centre only has one till open and the self-checkout area is shut down. I don't know why.

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  7. It sounds a bit miserable 'County Lines' I watched 'The Derry Girls', 3rd series. Seriously funny with excellent actors and that sadness as the 7th episode covered the Belfast Agreement and 'The Troubles' as the youngsters reached the age of voting.

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  8. Sounds like a nice, normal day. To be honest- those are my favorite.

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  9. Sounds similar to my days. I am always thinking I should be more productive but then the day has gone by before I know it! We watched the movie, "Operation Mincemeat" which was quite interesting, altho, it had a bit to much romance in it. I was more interested in the deception parts.

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  10. Sounds like a great day though mine typically starts and ends three hours earlier and that isn’t counting time zones.

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