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nineveh_ukMy parents are due to arrive on Thursday. Naturally I have thus spent a substantial proportion of the non-work element of the past couple of days cleaning and tidying. What I resent about this is that it isn't like my parents' current state of impressively spick and span was the norm when I was living at home! We were reasonably clean and tidy in the way that I am reasonably clean and tidy, and yet when they visit now I feel I must be in a state of perfect cleanliness, and that tidiness that can be achieved by shoving everything in drawers... Though I did have a useful hour at the weekend reducing two boxes of collage fodder/memento papers to one, thus allowing me to put emergency Brexit pasta supplies in the other. I have almost reached the point of thinking it is time to buy the tinned fish. Almost. Honestly, I think that one might just go by. Instead I am doing what is surely the archetypal middle-class Brexit panic and buying extra olive oil, and discount Green & Blacks. I am on holiday for a week in mid-March*, I can't leave it to chance!
On the plus side I have got to do this to the Alpine skiing world championships, which saw that very rare phenomenon in sports: two great competitors get to go out on a high with a medal, and yet not too early either. It is impossible not to like Aksel Lund Svindal. Lindsay Vonn I have to admit I find rather harder to appreciate - among other things, she has had times of being an obviously bad loser, which is never attractive in a person who wins a great deal - but she deserves significant credit for being prepared to say frankly she would refuse an invitation to the Trump White House prior to the Olympics, and dealing with the inevitable large amount of flak for it. And her talent and skill speaks for itself.
So, farewell runs to both.
*And checking the webcam obsessively, of course.
ETA: Tidying the bedside/medicine cabinet. I'm definitely not going to need to stockpile medicine, I seem to have a habit of making sure I have a fresh packet of paracetamol/plasters every time I go on holiday...
On the plus side I have got to do this to the Alpine skiing world championships, which saw that very rare phenomenon in sports: two great competitors get to go out on a high with a medal, and yet not too early either. It is impossible not to like Aksel Lund Svindal. Lindsay Vonn I have to admit I find rather harder to appreciate - among other things, she has had times of being an obviously bad loser, which is never attractive in a person who wins a great deal - but she deserves significant credit for being prepared to say frankly she would refuse an invitation to the Trump White House prior to the Olympics, and dealing with the inevitable large amount of flak for it. And her talent and skill speaks for itself.
So, farewell runs to both.
*And checking the webcam obsessively, of course.
ETA: Tidying the bedside/medicine cabinet. I'm definitely not going to need to stockpile medicine, I seem to have a habit of making sure I have a fresh packet of paracetamol/plasters every time I go on holiday...
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Date: 2019-02-13 11:15 am (UTC)I'm doing smaller bags since it's just me and G, and it means I'm not trying to cope with a sack of something. They're also more useful for donating to a food bank if everything turns out to be okay.
But pretty much I'm doing a snow plan, rather than anything major, on the grounds that I can just get the hell out of the country pretty easily. So a lot of what I'm stocking is also the stuff that you cook to warm up in snowy weather.
Stock cubes (or Marigold buillon) and I'm going to have some dried veg. If it all goes tits up, food will be fairly monotonous, but we'll be fed.
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Date: 2019-02-13 12:45 pm (UTC)I'm not doing a really major stock. Basically, I don't want to be in supermarkets with limited stock and/or worried people in late March/April, and I don't want afterwards to be spending loads of money on imported staples that I can buy now before the pound crashes.
I am kind of thinking that I should make sure I always have enough petrol in the tank to reach the Scottish border, though. Worst case scenario, Holyrood can declare independence and I'll attempt some "reuniting family" thing!
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Date: 2019-02-13 12:49 pm (UTC)