As they say on Channel 9, Scorchio!
Aug. 11th, 2020 12:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have just pegged the washing out*. It felt like life was telling me to go to the beach. Alas, I am not going to the beach. I have got to go to the shops at some point, I have run out of food that can be eaten for lunch/breakfast without cooking unless I fancy plain tinned chickpeas. I do not. Oh for those long days of the school summer holidays when this was all someone else's problem, though I may yet get to relive the Great Flood of an early August afternoon, unquestionably the most exciting memory of my early childhood. Again, it was probably a lot less thrilling to be my parents and neighbours desperately attempting to divert the water into the drains rather than the front door than to be watching it from an upstairs window.
I am back from Edinburgh. It was nice. There were people, and they did the cooking.
*Definitely one of the pluses of working from home.
I am back from Edinburgh. It was nice. There were people, and they did the cooking.
*Definitely one of the pluses of working from home.