Pay Day.
Pay Rise.
Champagne for breakfast.
Whilst the rest of the country and, indeed, Europe melts in record temperatures and unrelenting sunshine, East Kent, or at least St Maggies, was shrouded in cloud, and cooled by a keen westerly breeze, making it feel downright chilly.
The cloud should have cleared through the day, but didn't.
It remained like a March day, and a chilly one at that.
But, we were a day nearer the weekend, which was nice.
Even with cool temperatures and little sun, the fruit in the garden continues to ripen, so each morning I collect raspberries and redcurrents to mix with yoghurt, so to have a healthy start to the day. The redcurrents really adding a sharp tartness to the first meal of the day.
And then begins the day and me clearing my inbox. Pressure of work had meant I had a few unread mails, 500 of the buggers, and over the past few weeks had gone back at the beginning of February before giving up. But more needed to be done, so after several strong cups of coffee, I began to open and move each main into folders.
On and on the task went.
It is a task that needs doing, so with the help of more coffee, I plough on.
Lunch is more flatbreads with Jools humus, which would have been wonderful with some wine.
But better not.
And on through the afternoon, while outside the sky remained clouded over and the afternoon cool.
Brrrr.
Dinner was chorizo hash again, because we has chorizo. And that is fine, though we are cutting down on portion size. I think.
More Brian Cox in the evening, on Saturn. You know, then watching the Women's World Cup quarter final, England v Norway, which England cruise through.
Strange days.
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