Tuesday 13th May 2025

Its Tuesday.

Apparently.

I set my alarm so we could go to the gym early.

No, seriously.

A huge number of classes begin at nine, so if we get to the centre just after eight, there's loads of parking spaces.

I do half an hour listening to a podcast, which makes the final ten minutes really drag.

But by nine, we were done with phys.

So, we went home for coffee and breakfast.

The other highlight of the day was me going into town to have a haircut at the Turkish place opposite the church.

Town was quiet, lots of parking, and the guy waxed my ears.

Yes, waxed my ears.

He asked if I wanted something, so I said yes. Next thing we was smearing hot wax on my earlobes with earbuds, then leaving them sticking out while the wax cold, so he's had something to tug on when the wax was cold enough.

Was it painful? Lets just say I declined having my nose done.

I go home via Morrisons to pick up pies for lunch and some beer, then back home along Reach Road, getting into St Maggies seven minutes before the lunchtime school run.

We had pie and sausage roll for lunch, then in the middle of the afternoon, polished off the remainder of the short cakes with brews.

I mean, its what happened, but its not exciting, maybe we need more tigers?

The garden is now entering its summer magnificence, the lilac looks spectacular, and the lawnmeadow is full of Yellow rattle now, and the Ox-eye daisies about to all burst into bloom.

And the stick, all that is left of the wisteria, bloomed more than ever before, despite 80% of it is actually dead.

Dinner was minted lamb steaks, roast potatoes, steamed veggies and a cream sauce.

Was good.

Sunderland played Frank's Coventry in the evening, with Sunderland scoring with the final kick to win.

Hard luck Frank. Oh well, never mind.