Saturday 29th May 2021

After five fun and orchid packed days with lots of travelling up and down the country, with the weather to be grey at least to start with, and with my foot throbbing somehwat, I thought it best to take it easy, for 24 hours at least.

So, we had a quiet day.

We got up at half five for some reason. I laid in bed and listened to the noises that the house makes as it warms up as the sun rises.

Jools was up, she had made coffee, and the house was filled with cats, keeping to their own spaces.

Breakfast was croissants, and another coffee.

Outside the sun began to shine, Jools went to work in the garden, and I spent time listening to the radio, writing and then making a loaf of sourdough bread to have with lunch. There is something wonderful about turning some basic ingredients into a wonderful light, fluffy and tasty loaf of bread, and with care addition of a pinch more yeast, it is possible to make a bread monster.

It is baked by midday, and after it cooled down I trimmed the asparagus, grated some cheese and butter some thich slices of bread, and so we could sit down to have a fine lunch.

In a strange turn of events, the roofers came, and finished up, then spent two hours clearing up around the house and taking all the scrap tiles away. This they did by piling the thick tiles in the back of their van. I can tell you that a roof-full of 1930s tiles weigh quite a bit, and thei tyres on their van were almost flat. I'll be quite honest, it didn't look safe, but they seemed happy enough. There was so much weight, the subframe of the van had twisted and the back doors of the van wouldn't lock.

Eeeek.

Jools went swimming in the afternoon, and I sat down to watch the Championship Play Off Fine, between Brentford and Swansea. Always exciting matches, if only for what is at stake, but that there was a crown of 12,000 cheering both teams on. Brentford scored two goals in the opening 20 minutes, and although Swansea huffed and puffed, but could not socre.

Brenford join Norwich and Watford in the Prem.

We had dinner once Jools came back, and an ice cream as she had come via Tesco. Which was nice.

And the evening was taken with the Champions League, played by two clubs that wanted to destroy this very competition. Citeh v Chelski, played in Porto, and was a agme of high drama, but Citeh really didn't really trouble the Chelsea defence, so the single Chelsea goal won it. Pep is disappointed again. I would have banned both teams from taking part and given the trophy to PSG as the only one of the four not to have taken part in the Super Duper League. I wanted nether team to win, just be entertained.