Saturday 1st February 2025

Jools has hurt her shoulder. No idea how, just woke up one morning a couple of days ago, and it bloody hurts.

And its actually got worse. Sadly.

So, we decided to little again, meaning the oft postponed trip to Great Chart is off once again.

After the first coffee we go to Tesco. Not much needed, so we rattle round in record time, pay and are out just by eight.

We eat much less meat than we used to, so we only need go to the butcher every two months or so, and this was the weekend to go, as we were out of sausages and burgers, as well as Jools requesting steak.

So a pleasant early morning run to Sandwich then out to Ash and across the fields to Preston, as the clouds cleared and the sun came out.

The road through Nash was almost flooded, so bad that we returned via Wingham before doubling back.

We get supplies, including a couple of teriyaki duck breasts that we would have for dinner later that day.

Jools said she was hungry, so I asked if we should have breakfast out, and she said we should.

So, instead of coming back along the bypass, we came back through Deal and Walmer, before stopping off at the corner café.

We were the first customers of the day. We order breakfasts with hash browns and brews.

When it came, was just the right size, not too big, as sometimes they can be. We finish up, pay and head home, a short ten minutes drive back through Ringwould.

I put the shopping away, make brews and put the radio on.

I cut the echium down with a saw, using the new gardening gloves Jools got the other day, pack that in the bin, and happy with that job done.

I could have done the Buddleia at the same time, but thought I'd save that for Sunday.

Anyway, Norwich were on the tellybox again, this time away at Watford. Not our happiest hunting grounds.

An even first half was drawing to an end when one of their players punch a Norwich defender and so was sent off. A minute later Norwich scored, and that was that.

Watford push hard, but Norwich held firm, pretty much, so move up to eighth.

I cook the duck and make roast potatoes, which went verry well with a bottle of pink fizz.

At three, Ipswich lost to the only team below them, Southampton, 2-1, and to the cloud above Portacabin Road darkens.

Meanwhile, Forest rattle seven past Brighton, a week after Forest had lost 5-0 to Bournemouth.

Then there was a rugby match to watch: Ireland v England, which was the usual chaos and ended with Ireland winning again.