Friday 27th March 2026

It's nearly the weekend.

Although, as I'm sure you're tired of me saying, every day is the weekend now.

Which it is.

A few things now only anchor us to the calendar, one of which is bin day, which is Friday.

I sleep in to six, an d am up as Jools leaves for yoga, leaving me with a fresh cup of coffee, so I can see the morning in caffinated.

Bins are done. Feeders topped up, and then check on the madness in the world.

As soon as Jools get back, I take the car to go to Tesco for supplies, so not to have to do it later in the day or Saturday, when I was planned to be on a road trip.

Tesco was calm, a few schoolchildren were out buying cans of Monster and packs of crisps on their way to whatever the high school is calling itself this year. I lost track a few years back.

Then back home so Jools could take her small posse of ladies to the library for craft and chat.

Phew.

I put the shopping away, and ponder what to do with the day. I don't do much as its chilly outside, so only go out to snap the Cowlips now they're fully open, and that would have to do for the shot of the day.

As the afternoon was spent watching Alien Earth, or three episodes of it, and it still makes little sense, but it looks fabulous if nothing else.

After dinner there is the music quiz: I come tenth, so get just the one point for the whole month, before I waste two hours watching England play Uruguay, which ends in a dour 1-1 draw.

No refunds available.