Yeah, but that’s their answer to everything.
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Throw explosives at the problem.
I’ll take your word for it, never really watched it apart from one episode I was an extra in back in 2005/6 time. I lived in Cardiff and a mate of mine was a regular extra in Doctor Who and Torchwood. I went along and got paid £50 to pretend to chat in the background of a scene or two. I was also in an episode of Pobl Y Cwm which is a Welsh speaking soap and rather rubbish lol. No masks involved in either sadly
That's fair. It's always a pleasant surprise to meet a fellow "Whovian." I grew up watching the 4th & 5th Doctor era's from the classic series on PBS here in the states. Mostly because my parents watched it and liked it. They lost interest some point during 5's era and so I never stuck with it. I never really got into it again until the relaunched series in 2005 with Eccleston's doctor. In any case, you're more likely to encounter a Trekkie than a Whovian.
£50 to be an extra, that's not too bad. I wouldn't make a living out of it, but if you've go a job with odd hours, then it'd be a great way to make some extra cash when you're not working.
So glad the weekend is here. Yesterday was a long day of travelling.
Left the house at 5am. Got home after 9pm. Not a fun work day.
The journey home was through a terrible storm. 4 hours there. 4 hours back.
Left the house at 5am. Got home after 9pm. Not a fun work day.
The journey home was through a terrible storm. 4 hours there. 4 hours back.
Have you ever given thought to relocating to a Mediterranean country like Greece, Italy, or Spain? Seems like the climate and proximity to the equator (as in earlier sunrises and later sunsets, especially in winter) would be more to your liking.
Paid an early morning visit to the farmers' market in the pouring rain.
The best organic stall had put some stuff aside for me:
Eggs (free range, organic, their own), onions, carrots, celery, (the classic mirepoix/soffritto mix), a few heads of garlic, celeriac, chard, (so fresh the leaves squeaked), leeks, tomatoes, and parsley. Also cooking apples. (All organic).
Aubergines, (eggplant), courgette (zucchini), sage, rosemary, thyme, quince (quince!!) and raspberries, were purchased at a different stall.
At the olive oil stand, I purchased some olive oil from Aragon, and some harissa.
The French bakery was also included in my travels, and I collected the bread that had been put aside for me.
I also paid a visit to the cheesemonger, to collect organic milk and organic double cream, buy some (organic) redcurrant jelly, and to purchase a few cheeses.
Grapefruit and lemons had been delivered earlier in the week.
The best organic stall had put some stuff aside for me:
Eggs (free range, organic, their own), onions, carrots, celery, (the classic mirepoix/soffritto mix), a few heads of garlic, celeriac, chard, (so fresh the leaves squeaked), leeks, tomatoes, and parsley. Also cooking apples. (All organic).
Aubergines, (eggplant), courgette (zucchini), sage, rosemary, thyme, quince (quince!!) and raspberries, were purchased at a different stall.
At the olive oil stand, I purchased some olive oil from Aragon, and some harissa.
The French bakery was also included in my travels, and I collected the bread that had been put aside for me.
I also paid a visit to the cheesemonger, to collect organic milk and organic double cream, buy some (organic) redcurrant jelly, and to purchase a few cheeses.
Grapefruit and lemons had been delivered earlier in the week.
The barometer has fallen again, not by much.
However, to be candid, it never really rose all that much since the passing of Storm Ciarán this past week, and has remained rooted to an ominous number just below 970, which is where it has been hovering for several days.
Wince.
However, to be candid, it never really rose all that much since the passing of Storm Ciarán this past week, and has remained rooted to an ominous number just below 970, which is where it has been hovering for several days.
Wince.
It is grim. Currently wearing more layers than one should need to in the house. Mrs AFB is still wanting to keep the heating off for now. I’d personally have it on. Currently it’s 16 degrees in our lounge.
Time to succumb and turn on the heat.
Whatever about September (and I held off for a few weeks - posting, or deferring my usual mid September appointment which is when I used to switch the heat on), October has now passed, and we are not just into November, but into winter.
I have layers, and I have heating on for a few hours.
However, last night, my electric blanket reminded me that all was not well.
That is something (and it ranks as a necessity, and not a luxury) that may need replacing fairly soon.
On November 1st when the house was really chilly and dressing in layers wasn't quite sufficient, I finally succumbed to turning the heat on for this season. Made it all the way through October (which was unusually warm) without needing either A/C or heat, so that was a plus, with a lower electric bill (this place is all-electric).
Hello Darkness my old friend,
You now arrive at 5 pm....
You now arrive at 5 pm....
That - the arrival of darkness at around, or shortly after - five p.m. is not the worst of it.Hello Darkness my old friend,
You now arrive at 5 pm....
No, the worst of it is that there are still at least seven weeks to go until we reach the very shortest day of the year, the winter solstice, and a further two months to go after that before we arrive back at the place we are today, where it is threatening to get dark by five.
Just back from a walk as the rain has finally stopped. It’s just as well we didn’t go any later. Already getting dark (no street lights or curbs in the country ). Mind you it never really got light today.
I feel the loss of that hour.
Yes, I shall acclimatise - adjust - to it over the coming weeks, but today, the I find the early darkening and dreariness of the evening (and the day showed sad and sodden and disintegrating leaves, a feeble few remnants - their dull browns having superceded the remnants of what should have been fine autumnal colours - still barely clinging to tree branches) - and attendant loss of light - of what is now clearly winter deeply depressing.
This:
Exactly.
That is the (main) reason why I find this time of year so depressing.
Mind you, it is not all bad.
At least, not all of the time.
Today, in the farmers' market, I managed to lay hands on some raspberries, which, when served with organic double cream, and a little organic brown sugar - which I thoroughly appreciated, nay relished, savoured - was an afternoon treat on a dull, dreary, dark, overcast Saturday afternoon in November.
At least, not all of the time.
Today, in the farmers' market, I managed to lay hands on some raspberries, which, when served with organic double cream, and a little organic brown sugar - which I thoroughly appreciated, nay relished, savoured - was an afternoon treat on a dull, dreary, dark, overcast Saturday afternoon in November.
Well, the rain might put the fireworks out.
After all, Guy (Guido?) Fawkes wasn't busily plotting and planning to set his fireworks off in the dark and damp of a wet village green, but deep in the bowels of the Houses of Parliament.
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Indeed. I wonder how the last few hundred years might have played out differently had he and his team succeeded.
Gosh.
Now, that is a thought that had never occurred to me.
And I'm laughing, reading it.
However, by way of answer, I actually doubt that it would have made all that much of a difference.
This is because too many people had made good, some had made very good (in fact, some had made a veritable fortune) out of - or, were theologically committed to - or, had reached a reluctant accommodation with - the Reformation; attempts to undo that were more than half a century too late.
Moreover, by the end of the 16th century (and heading into the 17th century) - in other words, during the latter part of Elizabeth's reign, under Francis Walsingham - England had developed quite an efficient secret police and spy network; it should come as no surprise that Fawkes didn't succeed, (although he came too close for comfort).
Replacing the monarch in such circumstances - even by violent means - such as by way of execution, or assassination - is not usually sufficient to bring about fundamental change.
Now, the forces that did bring about serious and fundamental change in English society during those two centuries - by which I mean firsly, the Reformation, and secondly, the Civil War - well, one can argue for days over whether they should have happened in the first place, or secondly, whether, having happened, they went far enough.
And thank you for distracting me with thoughts of history (an always successful manoeuvre) from an unpleasant evening in St James's Park.
Well history is always a welcome distraction from the present.
Headed to bed. It’s warmer in here with the electric blanket on. I’ll suffer MOTD later.
Suffer being the operative verb.
And a timely reminder about electric blankets.
Mine seems to be signalling that all is not well.
I have already spent some time this evening engaged in research (and reading reviews) about electric blankets. Next week, I suspect, will see a replacement purchased.
Now, this has served both to inform me (about electric blankets) and to distract me (from an unfortunate game of football).
Raspberries......Ahhhhh!!! I love them, and usually just eat them as-is, no embellishments, no extras, simply the berries themselves. Bliss......