Bank Holiday freedom!

It felt lovely to not have to work today, as normally I used to go in on most of the Bank Holidays! We had talked about going on a mooch today, but in the end, Sophie and I decided to go over to Weedon, with Keith preferring to stay at home and watch the cricket.

Over a coffee, we booked our Eurostar to Brussels and Antwerp for November, and a ferry for Christmas in France. It's wonderful to have something to look forward to, and I just hope we'll be taking the VW with us! No doubt, I will hear about the repairs next week, and I'm praying the car won't be written off.

Sophie and I set off in Olive at about 11am, and Jeeves took us on a tortuous route to get to Weedon as one of the roads was closed. We ended up on a narrow road, full of potholes, and I was dreading damaging one of Olive's tyres. The accident last week has really shaken me up, and although I know it won't knock my confidence, I am driving a little more nervously, which isn't a good idea!

When we arrived at Weedon Bec, we were surprised to see so many cars parked. This hub of independent retail outlets has obviously become more popular! We parked a little distance from the antique and vintage shop and made for the bookshop and café on the first floor.

The place was busy, and there were stacks and piles of books everywhere! Sophie ordered us two teas, and we shared a Biscoff brownie. Even our table had a pile of books on it, and we could hardly move for the tomes everywhere!

I had the feeling that the shop had become very popular and the staff were unable to cope. Our cups of tea were almost forgotten, and the two young girls behind the counter looked a bit stressed! As we sat and enjoyed our drinks and the brownie, we suddenly smelt a horrible odour. I only hope it was the dog opposite and not the man sitting behind us, but it was awful. It then happened again, so we hurriedly finished our drinks and went to look at the books. 

Sophie and I are definitely in the minority at the moment in that we don't take a dog with us. Virtually everyone had some sort of mutt in tow, whether they were just browsing or having a drink and snack in the café. Can't these dogs be left alone for a couple of hours? I'm really not keen on having them everywhere we go!

We had a look at the books, but they were just piled up everywhere, haphazardly and without any organisation. I itched to put them in order!

I think maybe it's time to stop accepting donations and sell the books you have before taking on any more!

We felt so overwhelmed by the books that we left and went downstairs to look at the antiques. However, even here it was chaotic, and there was a horrible, suffocating smell in the shop. We've never experienced this before during our visits, and we've always had an enjoyable time. I don't think the vibes were right, and apologies for the moaning! It may be a while before we venture back!

From Weedon Bec, we drove to the Heart of the Shires shopping village and had a look around before our lunch booking at 1:30pm. We noticed a new garden centre, another little courtyard of shops and some changes to the existing retail outlets. Neither of us was tempted by anything, even though I was on the lookout for a new Gin class.

What had once been Darlington's and then The 1867 was now simply The Tea Room, and we were shown to a table off the main rooms. We chose a chicken, bacon and cheese toastie (me) and a Club Sandwich (Sophie) with a glass of white wine. At first, we didn't think we'd be served quickly, but that proved wrong, and we were soon tucking into our sandwiches and wine. Even the two tables in the small ante-room had dogs with them!

Outside, the previously good weather turned, and rain began to pelt down! We paid the bill (our wine was on the house as it had arrived after we started eating... we didn't argue!) and ran to the car, getting soaked in the process!

Before heading home, we called into an Asda Express shop to buy some wine for tonight. We have lots of bottles of red but none of white (well, ones that are suitable for weekday drinking!), so I bought a bottle of white Burgundy and my lunch for tomorrow.

Back home, it was time to relax and read before Sophie put the finishing touches to a Mulligatawny soup she'd made. I enjoyed a Russian film called Compartment No. 6, which was lovely and was a collaboration between Russia, Finland, Estonia and Europe. It was a moving and wonderful film, and I thoroughly enjoyed it!

Trying something new

Sophie drove to Daventry this morning to do a run with her work buddy, Becky, while I did some housework. On her way home, she called at The Workhouse in Brixworth to get a matcha and a pastry for us. We sat and chatted at the kitchen island and enjoyed our impromptu lunch!

First thing this morning, I had covered almost a pound of cherries with caster sugar and cherry liqueur as the first stage of making a cherry clafoutis. Once Sophie came home, we did the rest of the preparations together, making the batter and a buerre noisette (a brown butter). I was frightened it would burn, but it didn't, thank goodness! We added the cherries and juice to the batter mixture and popped the dessert into the oven to cook for about forty minutes.

Once it had cooked, we let it cool down a little before serving it with cream. I didn't want to have it after our curry tonight as we rarely eat dessert late in the evening, so it was an afternoon treat!

The afternoon was spent relaxing, and Sophie and I watched an episode of Escape to the Sun about a couple wanting to move to Costa Rica to live, even though they had never visited before. Predictably, they didn't buy anything, and when we Googled them, they're still living in the UK!

Before our dinner of Keith's curry, we played Scrabble and Sophie beat me. This is becoming the norm! Our meal was delicious, and we followed this up with an episode of Carpe Diem, which is rapidly becoming one of our favourites!

Art and music

Sophie and I caught a train to St Pancras this morning as we had tickets for a Frida Kahlo exhibition at Tate Modern. I was a little worried about getting a seat on the train as there is a rail workers' strike planned for tomorrow and Monday, but the train was almost empty, and we had a choice of seats.

Once at St Pancras, we went in search of a matcha, but the coffee outlet Sophie wanted to go to was busy with no seats available. We decided to get a taxi to Tate Modern and have something to drink there. Our spell of hot, dry weather had come to an end and today was cool and showery. We had a pleasant taxi ride to Tate Modern, and made straight for the Corner Café where we enjoyed a matcha latte and a free glass of water.

The bar in the Corner Café

Our booking was for 12pm, so we had plenty of time to explore the permanent exhibitions. It was lovely to pick a hall and have a wander around. I'm not a huge fan of modern art; most of it I don't get and think a lot is pretentious, and today my views remained unchanged. I was surprised to see a lot of very young children visiting with their parents and thought that some of the artwork was definitely not suited to them!

One exhibit featured a Guatemalan artist, Naufus Ramírez-Figueroa, whose work was in response to his life in Guatemala at a time when the country was undergoing a civil war. Three videos made up his work, all of them quite disturbing:

He made people lie down on paint-covered metal netted beds so the colour was then transported to their bodies... I thought it was ominous and sinister. In another, he was painting a model with blue paint, and in the third, he was standing in a part of Guatemala that housed the dead, and carrying a block of ice that slowly melted.

Tate Modern

There were other, more traditional pieces of art, and we were delighted to see a painting by Magritte:

And other works by Mark Rothko, Ben Nicholson, Piet Mondrian and Andy Warhol.

Piet Mondrian

Andy Warhol

Mark Rothko

We did our best to understand some of them (the Piet Mondrian squares represented the different sections of society...) and also tried to interpret some very strange art installations:

Apparently, this was about refugees fleeing their country

Large, weird installation where a big animal had defecated

One exhibit was sobering:

This was about the persecution, rape and murder of women in Indonesia. The artist appeared on a video banging a drum and chanting. This was definitely not suitable for children.

Another one not suitable for children

Henri Matisse The Snail

We tried to get into the Frida Kahlo exhibition a little early, but we were told it was busy, so we relaxed on a couple of chairs for ten minutes and watched the comings and goings of people visiting. Sophie had paid £25 each for the tickets, and we hoped it wouldn't be rammed with people.

At 12pm, we headed up the escalator to level 3, and we were admitted into the exhibition. Our fears about it being busy were realised, and there was a veritable scrum around the original Frida Kahlo paintings. I was hoping to see lots of her artwork, but it seemed to be more of a homage to the Mexican painter, with other artists represented as well. Her traditional Tehuana dresses were on display, as well as photographs, videos and personal effects.

Not sure how Mooney managed to appear in this self-portrait when she died in 1954...

One section warned of exhibits concerned with sexual violence and miscarriage, and I saw a little girl in the queue waiting to go in...

Unfortunately, we were both a little disappointed with the exhibition, and I had expected to see more of her artwork. Photography was allowed with some paintings, others not, but I think to see her famous artwork you would need to go to Mexico.

At the end of the exhibition, there was a shop, and Sophie bought a pack of playing cards, a postcard, and a coaster. We tried to get a table at the rooftop restaurant for a drink, but after waiting about twenty minutes, we gave up. The views here were fantastic, with St Paul's Cathedral directly opposite.

We decided to try the ground-floor café for a drink, but it was rammed, so we headed straight to Shake Shack, our choice for lunch. Outside, it was raining, but it wasn't cold.

We strolled over the Millennium Bridge, turned right and walked the short distance to the burger restaurant. Both of us were hungry, and I think our bellies ruled our heads as we ordered a triple Smoke burger each, with fries. Sophie's were covered in cheese and bacon. I was delighted to choose a glass of red with my meal, while Sophie opted for her favourite, a 50/50, which was iced tea and lemonade.

We sat at a table near the open kitchen, and I was fascinated by the amount of food being prepared and served!

The burgers were delicious, but they were huge! I ended up deconstructing mine just to be able to get it in my mouth! I dread to think how many calories there were, but it was a rare treat, and we hadn't planned on eating again today!

We had no plans to go anywhere else today, so we finished our meals, went outside and hailed a black cab to take us to The Renaissance Hotel. Our plan was to have a drink in The Booking Office and then catch an earlier train home.

Our taxi whisked us back, and we were able to bag a table in the gorgeous bar. It's definitely one of our truly favourite places to visit! Sophie ordered a Negroni, while I chose a Campari served with Fevertree Blood Orange Soda. The drink was scrumptious!

It was heaven to sit and sip our drinks and do some people watching. On a table to the right of us was a man and a woman who we thought were on a date. The man truly loved the sound of his own voice and droned on and on, hardly letting the woman speak! I would have made my excuses and left!

While we sat and relaxed, we chatted about next Saturday when we're back in London to see a podcast festival at the South Bank Centre with David McCloskey and Gordon Corera. We decided to go to London later in the day, see the show and then have dinner at The Booking Office before catching a train home.

We had another round of drinks (this time Sophie had a sparkling English wine) and then caught the next train, which left just before 4pm. It was a fast train stopping at Kettering and a couple of other stations before hurtling off to Nottingham. It was great, but the only thing that spoilt the journey was a family group who were very loud!

Keith picked us up, and we headed home to watch Newcastle, and then our much-anticipated Bond Night at The Proms, shown on BBC2. We had a couple of cocktails and enjoyed the fantastic music! It had been a brilliant, very arty day!

Frustrations!

I took the courtesy car to work, and it was fine to drive, if a little too responsive when I braked! Today has been quite frustrating because the contracts I uploaded to our payroll system the other day had been rejected. One document had been rejected twice! It was a little disheartening, especially as we all had no clue why!

We've had rain again today, but I didn't hear any thunder. Keith went to the pub as usual, and Sophie and I opened a delicious bottle of Italian Pinot Gris while watching a BBC documentary about the 9/11 terrorist attack. It was about the President's immediate response to the events and was very interesting. I didn't realise that George Bush was so handsome back in 2001!

Dinner tonight was a very easy meal of fish finger sandwiches, rather than the curry we had planned! An easy end to a difficult week!

My head is spinning!

Unsurprisingly, I didn't have a good night's sleep and kept thinking about the accident. It hasn't been a good week for cars: I forgot to mention that on Saturday, when Sophie drove over to Daventry, she hit a rabbit. At first, she thought that she had hit it and it had run off, but when we left to go out in the afternoon, she had the shock of her life when she saw the rabbit's legs sticking out of the front grille of her car. It was a horrible sight, and because she had parked close to a wall at Becky's house, she hadn't noticed. The force of being hit had driven the rabbit right through the plastic grille at the front of her car, and it had snapped.

We had to get Keith to try and pull it out, and neither of us could look. Thankfully, he was able to get it out in one piece, but when Sophie said she wanted to bury it, we told he we couldn't as the ground was so hard.

Because Keith and I had to take Olive today, Sophie wasn't able to go to the gym. Between 6:00am and 7:00am, we sat and watched A Place in the Sun and witnessed a thunderstorm going on with some much-needed heavy rain. At work I chose a vegan sausage roll for my breakfast and kept in touch with Sophie, who said that a Seat Ibiza had been delivered as my courtesy car and the VW had been carried away on a low-loader. 

The day passed quickly, and Keith came to collect me at 4:00pm. We headed down to Riverside to see Jamie, the bathroom designer, and he kept us waiting again! We both thought he would have done the design and was going to show us how he envisioned the en-suite to look, but he hadn't even started and wanted us to choose all the fittings this evening! My head was still spinning from the events of yesterday and my job, so I said I wasn't in a position to do anything this evening and couldn't make important choices just like that! We made another appointment and fled home!

It was great having Sophie at home as she'd hoovered, made my porridge for tomorrow and was cooking chicken stroganoff for dinner. We sat and chatted over a glass of wine, and I said that I hadn't expected the courtesy car to be emblazoned with the name of the company that specialised in crash repairs. There was no hiding! I will take it to work tomorrow, but I want to use it as little as possible!

I grind to a halt...

Tuesday was a quiet, uneventful day with very little to write about! I am slowly learning the processes at work, but it can be frustrating at times as the company I now work for is a lot bigger than my previous one! I'm sure I will get used to it soon, although I do suspect that a lot of my colleagues feel the same way, and we're all groping our way in the dark!

Keith and I watched the last episode of Best Medicine after eating this evening, and it will certainly be a series I'll miss! I'm 99% sure there is a second series, so we'll watch out for it!

Wednesday

I said goodbye to Sophie this morning when she went to the gym, and went back to bed for a little lie-in until 8:00am. Michelle, my friend and neighbour, was coming around for coffee mid-morning, and I quickly tidied up and hoovered before she arrived.

We had a good chat sitting in the conservatory, but she had to leave at midday as I had an appointment with Gabriel at 1:00pm. Every minute of today has been taken care of! I'm determined to have one Wednesday without any appointments!

Gabriel and I chatted, and he gave my left calf a deep massage. I told him I'd knocked my heel on Sunday and had aggravated the pain in my heel, so he didn't make me do any exercises. I drove home, had a quick bite to eat and went to see my Mum. She was surprised to see me, and I suggested we go out for a drive, something I heartily wish I hadn't said!

We drove out towards Harrington and then Arthingworth, retracing the route Sophie and I took on Saturday. In the distance, I could see several huge wind turbines and decided to see if I could drive near them and photograph them with the cloudy sky behind. I love seeing ranks of them in France!

We drove near, but the road I was on brought me out onto the busy A508. Over the Bank Holiday weekend, there is a music and arts festival, Shambala, going on and a lot of people were arriving for that. I indicated to turn right and saw a Jeep approaching. He slowed down and indicated left, so I went for it as there was a queue of traffic behind him.

However, instead of turning left, he carried on, and as I went to go, we collided with the most awful crunch and bang, and my Mum and I were thrown about. It was horrible. I couldn't believe it had happened, and the passenger got out of the car, shouting at me as to why I had pulled out! Because the driver had indicated, although, in hindsight, this wasn't a good idea!

The car belonged to the woman passenger, and her friend was driving. He was a complete wally and just sat in the car bleating about me pulling out. The woman got into the driver's seat and moved the car as it was holding up a long line of cars.

We exchanged details and took photos of each other's cars, and then they drove the short distance to the entrance to the festival. The woman shouted and harangued her friend and wouldn't calm down, although I said we would get it sorted out. She was furious!

I was just glad that nobody had been hurt, but my Mum was a little shaken up. I drove carefully home after calling Keith to let him know. When we got home, he said I wasn't to drive it any more as the indicator wasn't working and he was worried about any unseen damage.

I phoned the care home to collect Mum, made her a cup of tea, and we started on the claim with my insurance. I felt angry with myself after almost 40 years of accident-free driving. Within half an hour, Mum had been collected by Anna and Alice, and Keith and I finished the claim form. The VW would be collected and repaired, and I could have a courtesy car while the car was being fixed. We then called Sophie, who was a little shocked but said she would work from home tomorrow to help out. We could then use Olive.

The rest of the afternoon and evening were a little subdued, and none of us fancied dinner, so we had leftovers from Monday night. I remained annoyed with myself for making such a stupid mistake, but I was just glad it hadn't been more serious. Lessons will be learnt!

Barry the badger!

Our next-door neighbours have been acting a little strangely recently: leaving their food bin out even though it was at risk of being turned over by a marauding badger who has been visiting our garden. Last night, they wedged open their garden gate and left a bowl of fruit on top of the food bin. Whether they were testing our theory that it was the badger doing it, or maybe the local cats, I don't know.

Anyway, this morning, Vince sent me video footage of the badger from midnight last night:

Let's hope they now shut their bin away so it doesn't get turned over and a mess left everywhere!

My day at work passed quickly, so that's another Monday dealt with! It's not my favourite day of the week, but next Monday is a Bank Holiday, and I'm off! Hooray for that!

Another day, another pub!

Our Sunday morning has been taken up with housework, but there was no dinner to prepare as we had a table booked at the pub! 

Sophie treated me to a real pamper this morning as well, cutting my hair and painting my toenails, bless her. She is very good to me, and I ordered a bottle of Tanqueray No. Ten Gin from Amazon as a thank you (Last night, I had finished the bottle we bought on the ferry, so it had lasted well!). Next Saturday, we're looking forward to seeing music from the Bond films at The Proms on BBC2, and I know Sophie will want to make Vespers while we watch!

We drove to the pub for our 2:00pm booking and took our seats. As we were perusing the menu, a couple came in with a small dog who was panting loudly, and asked me to move as they couldn't get past... Quite where they expected me to go, I have no idea!

The couple sat down, and I received a whiff of smelly dog and could hear the mutt constantly panting. Not really what I wanted while eating my Sunday lunch! Keith asked one of the staff if we could move, so we sat at a better table by the window and out of earshot of the panting dog!

The rest of our lunch passed very pleasantly. Keith and I ordered roast beef, while Sophie chose the chicken. We enjoyed halloumi fries and calamari to start and extra portions of pigs in blankets and cauliflower cheese. The meal was delicious and our beef moist and tender, and it went well with the bottle of Spanish Garnacha I'd ordered.

Sophie and I found room for puds: we each chose the peach and raspberry crumble served with custard. We're both looking forward to cooler days and more hearty meals! Keith paid the bill, and we returned home to do very little, although Sophie screamed at the television a couple of times when Newcastle scored and when Liverpool equalised!

Sophie and her after-lunch cocktail!

A tale of two pubs

Sophie was taking part in a 5K run in Rugby today and left at the very early hour of 7:30am. No lie-in for her today! I was awake at 6:30am and waved her off before having another coffee! 

My morning was spent doing some necessary but boring tasks, mainly related to money. I also looked at new flooring for our kitchen and living room and printed off the invoice for when we had our kitchen renovated in 2021. I am extremely disappointed with the floor we have and have noticed that it's Luxury Vinyl Tile, which is supposed to last 15-20 years. The area around our bar stools is scratched, and we have two cuts in the floor where we dropped cast iron lids onto it. I suppose this didn't help! The stone tile we had when we bought our house seemed to fare much better, and I'm determined to get it right with our next floor!

Sophie and I went to see Mum in the afternoon, and it wasn't the best of visits. She was having a "low" day and cried a bit when we were there, despite one of the lovely carers coming in and bringing her drinks and sweet treats. I do understand how she feels, and I hate it when she says she misses her home and all the lovely things she used to have.

After we visited, we decided to drive to Braybrooke and visit The White Swan, which has just been taken over by new management. We took our drinks through to the garden where several other people were already enjoying the afternoon sunshine. Sophie tried a half pint of  Everards Tiger Copper Ale, and didn't think much of it! I stuck with my Guinness Zero after insisting on having a half pint glass! 

We sat in the garden, chatted and munched on prawn cocktail crisps. Sophie had eaten a big breakfast and felt a little queasy again. She thinks that a meal after a run (they'd completed 9K in the end!) wasn't a good idea!

From Braybrooke, we drove through rural countryside to Arthingworth and The Bull Inn, a pub I'd been visiting for decades, but only every now and again. The man serving was very chatty and told us all about his side hustle of being ground crew for Virgin Hot Air Balloons. 

We sat all alone in the garden again and enjoyed the peace and quiet. It was bliss! A little boy kept coming near us every so often, and I could tell he wanted to speak to us, but was very shy, bless him!

Reluctantly, we finished our drinks and drove home, where Keith was watching football. The new season has definitely started, and my husband and daughter are looking forward to seeing Newcastle play Liverpool live tomorrow afternoon. 

Dinner tonight was chicken wraps with assorted salads, and our film choice for the evening was Insomnia, starring Al Pacino, Hilary Swank and Robin Williams, playing an uncharacteristically evil role!

Friday rolls around again!

The last day of the working week has come around so quickly again! It seems that as soon as Monday is over, it's a downhill swoop to Friday!

I had a good day at work, and Sheila left early at 3:00pm as she had been staying later and going in early. I do hope that's not a sign of things to come for me! I was kept busy for the last hour, and it was great to be in the office on my own.

Keith went to the pub this evening, and Sophie and I opened a bottle of Chardonnay, which was delicious. We watched the last two episodes of the Charles Manson documentary on Netflix, and I have to admit to being horrified by the crimes committed. I hadn't really realised how brutal they were until now, and how senseless. To have innocent people murdered was horrific, but it was the killing of eight-and-a-half-month-pregnant Sharon Tate that really disturbed me, and I was glad that the perpetrators either died in prison or were refused parole for so long.

We had a lovely supper of chicken Kievs, asparagus, broccoli and new potatoes and turned on BBC2 after eating to watch a Proms night celebrating Miles Davis. We listened to it for a little while before turning over to BBC4 and watching Top of the Pops from 1982. As usual, I Googled the bands and was amazed to see them as they are now! For me, 1982 was a couple of years ago, so the transformation from young women and men to pensioners was unbelievable!

Missing Mooney!

I had another productive day at work, and things are beginning to fall into place now! Sheila and I enjoyed a bacon roll for our breakfast, and the day passed quickly and pleasantly.

Sophie was working from home this morning and said that Mooney had been naughty; jumping on her chair when she vacated it and acting like Monty used to when she worked from home during covid. It was great to get home and find her already there, and I toasted some crumpets to have as an afternoon snack.

After seeing Mooney in the morning, she never saw him again during the day, but, unusually, Gomez had been asleep on her bed for most of the afternoon. We had dinner, and there was still no sign of Mooney, and he didn't appear during the evening as he usually does. Gomez was still in the house, which was a bonus, but we were both a little worried about Moonbums, as he is never far away and loves to come in for a cat yoghurt or his dinner.

By 10:00pm, we were both worried, and Sophie and I were both calling him. There was no sign of him at all. By 10:30pm, I said I was going to go to sleep, but I couldn't settle until I knew he was in. In the end, at well past 11:00pm, Sophie and I decided to drive around the estate and call for him. We drove to the field entrance just past our estate, and Sophie called him. We then drove around the estate slowly, but there was still no sign of him. 

To our utter relief, just as we were about to give up and go back into the house, he came running towards us with a little shrew in his mouth. He had obviously been hunting and had ignored all of our calls! We scooped him up and scolded him while hugging him! We were both so relieved!

A late start!

I woke up at 6:00am this morning with a horrible headache. I waved Sophie off to the gym, then went back to bed and didn't wake up again until 9:30am! I couldn't believe it! I had slept through my alarm, two texts from Sophie and a phone call!

I pootled about in the morning, and at midday, Keith and I got ready to go down to Riverside for an appointment at Wickes. We had arranged to see a bathroom designer at 2:00pm and went up to the mezzanine floor where the open office was situated. There was nobody there, but when we leaned over the balcony a few minutes later, a man on the ground floor said he would be with us shortly. I took an immediate dislike to him and wanted to walk out there and then!

Eventually, he was ready for us, but I was disinclined to speak to him! He seemed very false and kept getting my name wrong! When Keith produced the measurements he'd drawn up, the man asked for dimensions that Keith hadn't included! In the end, he said he would come out to the house on Friday, and then have a follow-up meeting with us next Thursday when I finished work. As it was all free, I decided to go along with it, but I wasn't that happy with his attitude, to be honest!

From Riverside, we drove straight to see my Mum as I had some colouring pens that she wanted. Keith stayed in the car while I sat with her for a while. She made absolutely no sense at all today, and I wondered again whether she had a urine infection.

Back home, I did the usual chores but didn't have to prepare any porridge as I'm now part of the Thursday morning Greggs breakfast club!

A fruitful day

We have had a little rain, but certainly not enough to make a difference to our parched lawns. I drove myself to work this morning and was warned by Sophie that the A45 was closed due to an incident. Sheila also called me to warn me that the traffic was building up to the turn-off for the Weston Favell Centre, so I went a different way to avoid it.

I had an enjoyable day at work today, spending my time matching up invoices with payments we'd received. I think Sheila had left this as she wasn't too sure about how to do it, but I loved it! I felt like I had achieved something at the end of the day!

Sophie texted me when she was leaving work and said that the A45 was still closed. A woman had fallen (or more likely jumped) and had been hit by several cars, so the police were still investigating. What a terrible thing to happen. It took Sophie an hour and a half to get home, and she made the mistake of trying to get onto the A45 at the Barnes Meadow roundabout, only to find the dual carriageway still closed, and had to retrace her route. 

When she arrived home, we sat in the kitchen and chatted before preparing dinner, a disappointing meal of chicken and mushroom soup and crusty baguettes. I added some potatoes to the soup, and it was a very bland meal! Not something we will eat again!

The evening was saved by an episode of Best Medicine, and I looked forward to a day off tomorrow! Hooray!

Rain?

We are facing a week of unsettled weather, which should help a little. The threat of fires is still with us, and I'm sure Keith and I both smelled burning this afternoon when I returned from work. I had the feeling it was our next-door neighbour, Vince, using a blowtorch in his garage, which was a little shocking. We haven't even lit the candles in the house, just in case!

Work has been uneventful today, and I insisted on a short lunch break. If Sheila wants to work through, then that's up to her, but things will change when I'm working on my own! She is great but very disorganised and flits from one job to another. I can't work like that!

Keith prepared a delicious chilli con carne for dinner, and we watched an episode of World War II with Tom Hanks after we'd eaten. This episode was all about Burma and Japan, and I didn't find it as interesting as the events happening in Europe. We caught the end of University Challenge afterwards, and I was thrilled to identify a painting by Van Gogh that the students didn't get! Perhaps all that culture is finally having an effect!

Making plans

Sophie and I did housework first thing this morning and got ready for a visit from a neighbour who had agreed to look after Mooney and Gomez while we're away in September and October. Isla, who usually looks after them for us, was going to university in September, but another lovely girl, Tabby, was taking over the job.

She popped around, we had a good chat, and we talked through what we needed her to do, which, to be honest, isn't a lot! Neither cat appeared, and I said she probably wouldn't see them at all. Yesterday, we stopped by the gate leading into the neighbouring field and called for Gomez, who we hadn't seen for four days. He appeared, and Sophie went into the field, but he wouldn't go near her. He is turning feral! He did reappear last night, though, so that was good. At least we know he's OK! He is very skinny at the moment, but he obviously loves being free!

Once Tabby had gone, we relaxed, had the leftovers from last night's Chinese for lunch, and booked a week's trip to Annecy for next April. It's a place Sophie has always wanted to go, and we can pop into Switzerland while we're there. We booked the Airbnb for the stay near Annecy, and also for overnight stops on the way there and back. We also reserved an Airbnb for December near St Valery-sur-Somme, from Boxing Day for three nights. We're hoping the house, with a pellet burner, will be lovely and cosy!

I had a shower in the late afternoon, and we discovered, to our dismay, that we had a water leak into the kitchen. We have had this, on and off, ever since we moved into the house, but Keith was very worried when he saw it. This has prompted us to get the en-suite done as soon as we can. We don't want water bringing down the kitchen ceiling!

We almost postponed our supper of chicken and vegetable bake with cous cous, but we cooked it after all! I can't believe the weekend is over so soon. Both Sophie and I had a touch of the Sunday evening blues... oh well! We need to work to pay for all of our planned trips!

A day of celebration!

I had a much better night's sleep, and I was looking forward to today being a little cooler than of late. Today was Keith's and my wedding anniversary, and we were celebrating 34 years together! Where have the years gone? He was off to see Sileby play this afternoon, and Sophie and I had decided to return to Bletchley Park today, as the tickets we were given on our previous visit were annual passes. To celebrate our anniversary, we had booked a table at The Han in Market Harborough for this evening.

Sophie and I set off at about 10:30am and arrived about an hour later. The kindly man at the gate said the normal car parks were full, so we had to leave Olive in the car park we used last time and walk to the entrance. First up was coffee and something to eat before we started exploring. We had a look at the introductory exhibitions and then had a quick look in the gift shop, where Sophie bought a Christmas decoration and a coaster.

We ventured outside, and a very friendly volunteer had a chat with us and told us the best way to explore. We went to the house itself first and had a look around, but it was warm inside, so we didn't linger! We had been hoping that today would be a lot cooler, but the heat seemed to have built up inside the buildings, making them stuffy and hot.

The last time we had missed the garages, so we had a quick look at the motorcycles used for transporting messages around the country and an old car and ambulance.

I was fascinated by the motorcycle riders who had to negotiate routes without road signs (they had all been removed) and were forbidden from stopping.

About 10,000 people worked at Bletchley Park (not all at the same time!) and the history was fascinating. We decided to have an ice cream and then explore the huts. We both chose a flavour and sat in the shade of a tree to enjoy the ice creams. The ground was baked hard, and the clouds had parted to let the sun shine through.

We explored a couple of huts and then went to see a film about intelligence and the D-Day Landings.

A lot of the information about the codes and how they were broken was beyond us; I think it took a special breed of people with differently wired brains to work out how to break the code! We enjoyed an exhibition on AI and played a game, which was great as the building was air-conditioned!

By now, we were flagging, so we returned to the car for our little picnic of Keith's sausage rolls and a can of Aperol Spritz. Sophie added ice and a slice of orange, and we sat in the cool car to enjoy the food and drink.

We returned home via Olney and had a lovely journey. The countryside was looking parched, and even the trees seemed to be suffering now, with dried-up leaves scattering the ground in an early fall.

Back at home, we relaxed, and I fell asleep for almost 45 minutes, far longer than I wanted! Keith returned from seeing Sileby, and we left for Market Harborough at 6:00pm with the intention of having a drink at The Wine Shed.

Our usual car park was empty, and most of the shops were closed. We walked to The Wine Shed, but even before we walked up the little alleyway, we could tell the place was busy! They had no tables free, so we walked to Louisa's Place and had a drink there. I chose a non-alcoholic Mojito, Sophie had a Negroni Sbagliato, while Keth had a cloudy IPA.

We sat and chatted about Keith's birthday trip to Northumberland and then crossed the road to The Han. The restaurant was already pleasantly busy, and we were seated by the window. We ordered drinks and chose the Han Banquet, which consisted of various starters and main courses that you could choose from a list. This worked out better for us as we could include our favourites.

The food was delicious, and Sophie and I shared a bottle of Chilean Chardonnay to go with the food. We enjoyed the starters, crispy duck and pancakes, followed by four dishes. The food was excellent!

We were all too stuffed for dessert, so we paid the very reasonable bill (£117, the same as the pub the other night!) and walked back to the car. Market Harborough was a very different town at night than during the day, and several noisy groups of youngsters were about, so we wondered if there was a local nightclub?

Back at home, Sophie and I had a glass of Mallorcan Hierbas, and we watched television before it was time for bed. What an enjoyable day!

Shock and alarm!

Even though the heat was supposed to abate a little today, it still felt uncomfortably hot, especially at work. Was it because it had built up yesterday?

I found it hard going at work today; Sheila didn't let up at all, and we had a constant stream of people coming into the office. My old workmate, Sue, was most welcome, but the other extra bodies added to the heat! I will be a lot happier when I'm working on my own and can take a short break for lunch, as Sheila just powers on through! At one point, I wanted to scream, so I took myself off to the loo and texted Sophie as a way of letting off steam!

I could not wait for 4:00pm, and it was utter bliss to get into the car, switch on the aircon and head home for the weekend. As soon as Sophie came home, we finished off a bottle of Italian rosé and started watching a Netflix documentary about Charles Manson. The book I'm reading at the moment is loosely based on the Manson family, and we both found the documentary very interesting. 

As we were sitting watching, all of a sudden, both of our phones made a terrible shrieking noise, and we nearly fell off the sofa in shock! It was a notice from the government about not using disposable barbecues (they should have been banned years ago) or starting fires at the moment, which included fire pits, incinerators or fireworks. Surely, only a complete imbecile would do that at the moment, with all the fires that have happened lately? In Stourbridge, nineteen houses were affected by a wildfire which spread from a nearby golf course. Who in their right mind would have a naked flame in the open at the moment?

To calm our nerves, we opened a lovely, fruity bottle of Picpoul de Pinet and put the finishing touches to dinner, a very easy pizza/quiche and Caesar salad. No potato products tonight! As we were eating, we saw Milo sneak into the conservatory to nick some of the cats' biscuit, so we went outside with him. A little gaggle of boys were riding around the estate on their bikes, and they stopped to chat. We had spoken to two of them before (they are fairly new and have a cat called Roxy) and it was lovely to sit and chat with them. They were mostly talking to Sophie, and they were lovely and polite!

There was a delicious breeze wafting about outside, and it was bliss to feel a little cooler. When I went upstairs, the bedroom was gorgeously cool, as I think the wind direction had changed and it was coming from the north. Hooray! Is the heat over?

A sober girls' night out

Keith took me to work this morning, and as I hadn't made myself any porridge, I was weak when Amanda came up to the office and asked if I wanted to join the Thursday Greggs breakfast gang. I said I would have a sausage roll, so that's it now for Thursdays, but I will try and have something a bit healthier next time! 

As forecast, it has been very hot today with temperatures hovering around 36-37c. Funnily enough,  it wasn't too bad in our office, thank goodness! When I arrived home after work, the upstairs of the house was stuffy and horrible. I am so sick of this now!

I had a cold shower and got ready to go out with my friends Lynda and Fiona. Andrea had cried off as she was having problems with her car, so just the three of us met at The World's End pub in Ecton. Lynda was already waiting for us, and we all moved into the restaurant, where our table was ready.

All three of us were driving, so I ordered a Guinness Zero, Fiona tried a 1664 non-alcoholic lager, while Lynda stuck to her lime and soda. I renamed us "The Sober Society" as it was virtually unknown for us to have soft drinks with a meal! We normally have G&Ts to start, followed by at least two bottles of wine and then liqueur coffees or port! Not tonight!

The restaurant was almost empty, with a lot of people sitting outside as it was still very warm. We sat and chatted and chose our meals. I opted for the Bang Bang cauliflower to start, followed by an Asian duck salad. We have been meeting up for a meal for decades, and I was amused that we chatted about our various ailments tonight, such a difference to when we were all in our 30s and 40s and the conversation was a bit spicier!

We were too stuffed and hot to contemplate dessert, so we paid the bill (£117, so still not cheap!) and said goodbye. Lynda has a new VW, so I admired that, and then headed home, with the aircon going full blast!

When I arrived home, Sophie was outside with the cats, whom she let stay out all night. The house was stiflingly hot, and I wasn't looking forward to going to bed!

The solar eclipse

I waved Sophie off to the gym this morning and went back to bed for an hour, which was bliss. It's so lovely to have this midweek break! When I went downstairs to make myself a coffee, Keith was having problems with the house computer. The screen had wiggly lines on it, and I said that it really seemed to be on its way out.

We swapped the screen for the one that was on my Dad's computer, but it was the same, so it was obviously the computer itself. We then spent over an hour mucking about with my Dad's old computer, which was slow and made a whirring noise! I think we're going to have to bite the bullet and buy a new one! It meant I had to install the Microsoft Word and Excel software onto my laptop, and we had to try and remember passwords for Keith's Facebook account and email. It was a pain!

We drove to Sophie's office at lunchtime and took her to a nearby Greggs for lunch. We managed to get to the café just in time as hordes of local workers arrived shortly afterwards! We picked out sandwiches (Sophie and me) and sausage rolls (Keith) with a side order of potato wedges. Sophie and I enjoyed a matcha each, and the food was delicious and good value, which probably explained the long queues!

Before taking Sophie back to work, we popped into a nearby bathroom showroom to get some inspiration for the en suite, which is badly in need of replacing. The tiles in there are cracked (as they're the wrong ones), and the whole room is horrible! We saw some lovely showers, and the man we spoke to said that they would design the en suite for us if we sent them the measurements and what we wanted. I want a bigger walk-in shower and to move the loo and sink to the other wall.

I liked this... almost a wet room

We dropped Sophie off, returned home, and I went out again to see my Mum. Although it's been hot today, I decided to take her out for a drive again. We took the scenic route home so I could get my hair grip, and Keith and  I moved some glass decanters on the windowsills in the conservatory out of the sun just in case. I was worried that the glare of the sun could heat them up and cause a fire. This threat of fires is uppermost in our minds at the moment, and I have never known the gardens and fields to be so parched.

I got back into the car (I'd left the air conditioning on so it was blissfully cool) and we drove into town via Holcot, Pitsford reservoir (no ice cream van again), Brixworth and the new road over to Duston. I then drove past my old workplace to show Mum and saw Sara walking to her car. She didn't see me, but she looked like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. Before taking Mum back, we enjoyed a McFlurry each, which was perfect for such a hot day. 

I dropped Mum back and returned home to do very little. By now, it was hot, and I didn't have the energy to make myself porridge for my breakfast tomorrow! Plus, it would have made me warm, as tomorrow is set to be the hottest day of the week with a weather warning in place. Phew!

Sophie arrived home from work, and we said we were going to watch the solar eclipse from the layby on the single-track road near the village. We left at 6:00pm, taking our colander and a sheet of paper with us!

We parked up after a short argument between Keith and me. He kept asking where we were going, and I had parked in the shade of some trees with the sunlight filtering through. We could then try and capture the eclipse on the sheet of paper using the colander.

The countryside was looking beautiful, but why did it have to be so hot and dry? I had looked up the eclipse timings and knew that it would be happening from about 6:15pm until 7:15pm. While we waited, we had a good look about, and I noticed some sinister-looking cans littered about...

Nitrous oxide used for inhaling

We saw at least three cans, and I wanted to try and dispose of them safely, but Keith wouldn't let me touch them. It was obvious that youngsters are using the layby to inhale the gas, which is very dangerous.

We also amused ourselves by trying to see the beginnings of the eclipse, and we failed miserably.

   

As we neared 7:15pm, we noticed that it was getting a little darker and the shadows on the fields had deepened. However, we all thought it was a bit of an anticlimax, to be honest, and the colander didn't seem to work for us!

We set off for home, and Olive's lights came on, so there must have been a lessening of sunlight. We hadn't thought to buy the special glasses to see the eclipse safely, so we were a little disappointed! The next one will happen in 2050, and I will be 82! I do remember the 1999 eclipse, and we had a children's day nursery at the time, so we took them all outside to experience it.

Back home, we relaxed with a drink for half an hour and then enjoyed cold roast chicken with salad and crusty bread. It's back to the grind tomorrow!

On my own!

I was on my own at work today as Sheila was on a day's annual leave and was visiting Skegness with a friend. I was a little nervous about working on my own, but I had a very productive day! I managed to do lots of training and worked out how to do a couple of jobs that Sheila had asked me to do. My manager, Dan, was in and out, so I wasn't completely alone. It was an enjoyable day!

Back home, it was great to look forward to my Wednesday off. It hasn't been too hot today, but the temperatures are set to climb tomorrow and on Thursday, in particular. We have an Amber heat warning coming into effect on Thursday morning, with temperatures set to rise to about 35-36c. 

Sophie and I sat and watched a very interesting documentary we'd recorded on Sky this evening before we had dinner. It was about a Norwegian woman who was trying to beat the record for climbing the fourteen highest peaks in under six months. They were all over 800 metres, and situated in Nepal, Pakistan and Tibet. It was quite a sad story, to be honest. I won't reveal what happened, but I will say one thing: perhaps humans aren't meant to be scaling these huge peaks. 

We had pate and toast for dinner; it's becoming a real chore finding meals that don't make us hot or use too much heat!

Happy times

Today would have been my Dad's 84th birthday. Here's a lovely photo of him celebrating his 70th with my Mum at the Wavendon Arms in 2012:

Happy Birthday, Dad xxx

Big fires everywhere...

I didn't have the best night's sleep, and I had no idea why. I woke up feeling a bit mopey and wished it was Saturday morning again! Sophie didn't go to the gym, so we both sat with a coffee and watched most of an episode of the second series of Stanley Tucci in Italy. It was great that I could ease into the day like I used to!

On the way to work, I called into a Tesco fuel station shop and bought milk for our fridge so I could enjoy my Tassimo coffee. The office was hot today, and it was bliss to escape and turn on the air conditioning in the car. As I neared home, I could see a plume of smoke in the distance, and it looked like it was near Walgrave. However, appearances can be deceptive, and I learnt when I arrived home that there was a fire near Corby at a recycling plant.

I then learnt that Mike's old place of work, Kingsthorpe Golf Club, was on fire as well!

Photo from the Chronicle & Echo website

This is getting serious now, and with another heatwave this week, we have been warned that there could be more fires breaking out.

It did feel a little cooler this evening, and Sophie decided to keep the cats in overnight. We had burgers for dinner and watched an episode of Celebrity Hunted. I don't know when it was filmed, but the countryside looked as dry as it is now!

Feeling the heat!

Sophie woke me from a vivid dream this morning in which an old neighbour was taking us to an Airbnb before we went on holiday. I realised I had no luggage with me, just a big bag of stir-fried vegetables. Perhaps the heat is finally getting to me! It took a while to shake off the dream; it was so real!

Sophie and I went to see my Mum at 11:00am, and I bought her a box of chocolates. When we arrived, she was lying in bed, and I found it difficult to wake her. She then didn't seem to realise it was us, which was a bit worrying. Eventually she came to fully, and we chatted, but she didn't seem right. I said I would take her for a drive and an ice-cream on Wednesday, and then popped into the lounge to speak to one of the carers about Mum. She assured me that yesterday, at the Fun Day, she'd been fine, but sometimes in the morning, she didn't want to get up.

Sophie and I said goodbye to my Mum and gave her a hug. Her room was hot, so maybe she was a bit dehydrated. We drove home, with the air conditioning full on as it was another warm day. I am fed up with this heat now and the terrible dryness affecting us in this part of the country.

Back at home, Sophie spent ages preparing tonight's dinner of Hainanese chicken and Basmati rice. She had so much to do, bless her! I helped out with what I could, and then we did some housework before having lunch of fish finger sandwiches and the last dregs of a bottle of white wine that had been languishing in the fridge.

The afternoon was spent relaxing after the housework, and I had enormous trouble submitting the first five hundred words of a novel I'd like to write to a competition. Our home PC is on its way out, and I needed to access Microsoft Word on it. In the end, Keith finally got it going for me!

Sophie and I played Scrabble in the early evening, and after a promising start, Sophie overtook me and won! We drank some more dregs of wine - a sweet Vouvray - before opening a bottle of sparkling wine from the same village. Sophie put the finishing touches to the meal, which was delicious! Her hot chilli sauce certainly made its presence felt!

After dinner, we watched a new French crime comedy called Carpe Diem, which is on Channel 4 on a Friday night. It was funny, and the setting of Nice was especially good. It's a worthy successor to Panda!

Changing plans

Sophie went to Daventry this morning to do a 5K run with her work buddy, Becky, and I had a relaxed start to the weekend. She achieved her fastest run yet, but had a disappointing breakfast afterwards, which made her feel queasy all day.

I pootled about, did a load of laundry and caught up with some jobs, and at 2:00pm we drove to The Tollemache (or Tolly) Arms in Harrington. The plan was to go and see my Mum first as I hadn't visited last week, but then I realised it was the care home's family fun day and we didn't fancy joining the hordes!

We sat inside the pub, in a little nook, and I kept getting told off by Sophie for people watching! There were so many staff that they were almost falling over each other! We had two drinks - I stuck with Guinness Zero - and had a good chat. At about 4:00pm, we left and drove via the A14 to the care home, but the family fun day was still in full swing with loads of people milling about, so we decided to visit my Mum tomorrow instead, when it would be quieter!

At home, we relaxed and then decided to watch Single White Female at 6:00pm. This is now becoming an enjoyable tradition! Sophie was adamant she hadn't seen the film before, but then realised a quarter of the way through that she had... we still enjoyed it, though, even though it was a bit far-fetched!

As Sophie still felt queasy, she didn't fancy dinner of beefburgers, so we made do with some tortilla chips and dip and then toast. Keith was equally happy not to eat and made himself some boiled eggs and toast.

After the film, we watched, in its entirety, Quantum of Solace, one of the most confusing Bond films I have ever seen. I read the plot but still didn't have a clue what was happening, and this was perhaps the third time I had seen it! However, it was nice to sit and watch Daniel Craig for over two hours!

Coffee? Sorted!

I was delighted to use a Tassimo coffee machine in the kitchen at work today! What a bonus! While Sheila made herself a cup of strong tea, I used the disc I'd taken in with me to make a coffee. This is more like it!

We had a very interesting and varied day today, tackling things like block bookings, invoicing, and contracts of employment. The job is certainly more interesting and varied than what I used to do, so I feel a lot happier.

We left just before 4:00pm, and I was home way before 4:30pm. It feels like I have some of my life back, as I'm not leaving until 7:30am in the morning. When Sophie arrived home, we cracked open a bottle of French white wine from near Carcassonne and indulged in some tortilla chips with a dip. We watched a very interesting episode of Fake or Fortune, which was about fifteen Lucian Freud etchings discovered in the garage of a printworks. There was no real conclusive answer, but each etching was still worth about £6,000-£8,000!

After Fake or Fortune, we watched the last Scandinavia programme with Simon Reeves. It was another eye-opener!

Feeling better!

Keith dropped me off at work this morning, and I had a much better day. We tidied up the timesheets and tackled the sickness spreadsheet, so that was all done. By mid-afternoon, we had submitted everything, which was a relief. Starting when I did, right at the beginning of the month, I was thrown in at the deep end, excuse the pun! I felt a lot happier, thank goodness!

It's a novelty getting home before 4:30pm, but that may change when the large school next to us resumes in September. I remember it took me a while to get out onto the main road, but it will be better than where I used to work!

Dinner tonight was a delicious cottage pie, and I was grateful that it felt a little cooler today. However, this is short-lived, as we are due yet another heatwave next week, with temperatures set to be in the mid-30s on Wednesday and Thursday. This is turning out to be one scorcher of a summer, and outdoor attractions must be loving it! It's not so good for indoor play places or the cinema!

Getting things done

Sophie was working from home today and had set up her laptop at the kitchen island. Outside, it rained heavily, but only briefly, which was disappointing. We were hoping it would set in for the day and make a difference to the garden!

I had a coffee and then tackled some overdue jobs, one of which was colouring my hair, and it really needed it! The sun over the holiday had lightened it, and lots of grey was showing through, so I couldn't wait to apply the colour and go back to a brunette!

I still felt a bit mopey about work, and I was glad I had today off to sort out a list of things I had to do. I managed to annoy Sophie while writing the blog, so she put her headphones on and listened to John Mayer! At lunchtime, we drove to Broughton and sent off three parcels; I was glad she came with me as I would have been easily confused with the different QR codes! 

Need I say that after the morning rain, the sun came out and it was another beautiful day? I had an appointment in the afternoon for an eye test and asked Keith to come with me so he could do a little shopping.

I arrived early (as usual) and had to go through a series of tests before I saw the optician. I had a photo taken of my eyes, a pressure test and a peripheral view test, all of which I passed. The optician reminded me of Sophie's ex-boyfriend, Vikesh, and was quite quirky. He pronounced everything was fine with my eyes, and that was that for another two years!

Walking back to the car was a depressing experience. I try to avoid the centre as much as I can and noticed that NatWest was now no more. How many years had we been visiting that almost every day when we had the business?

Back at home, I was delighted to find that Sophie had prepared my porridge for tomorrow, and offered to make me a sandwich for lunch. She also hoovered! I wish she could work from home every day!

A little wobble...

I didn't sleep well last night and woke up feeling a bit down this morning. The change in Sheila had been worrying me, so when I went into work this morning, I asked Sheila exactly how stressful the job was. She had been in very early again, and I mentioned I'd hardly seen her drinking or getting up from her desk. She admitted it was stressful, and I said there was a fine line between being nicely busy and being overwhelmed with work. However, she did say that entering the timesheets would soon be a thing of the past, as this was becoming digitalised, thank goodness! I even found out I need to ask for holiday on a paper form!

I spent the rest of the day entering hours, and we had another Teams meeting at 11:00am with the payroll department, which nearly sent me to sleep. I was beginning to wonder if I'd made the right decision... What was also worrying was whether my contract had been received by the payroll department so that my wages would be sorted out by the next payday. I had a niggling feeling my contract hadn't been submitted in time, which could mean no pay this month, a very worrying prospect.

We worked through lunch again, and tried to sort out some of the problems on the timesheets, which had engulfed our desks again. I absolutely cannot work in a mess, or with loads of bits of paper everywhere. It just feels like I'm being overwhelmed!

I left at 4pm and felt even more miserable than this morning. When I got home, I burst into tears and said to Keith that I wished it was how it used to be... working for my old company, in my old office (not where we moved to) and doing my old job. It was an impossibility, but I needed to vent!

When Sophie arrived home, we sat in the kitchen and talked about my day. She quite rightly said that I had a history of getting tearful in a new job, but I admitted honestly that I really didn't want to work anymore; I'd had enough! I also said that I felt like I'd had no choice but to leave my old job, so I was trapped.

It felt good to let it all out, and by the time we had dinner, I felt a little better. To cheer me up, we watched an episode of Best Medicine, which was excellent. I've almost forgotten about Doc Martin now, as this new series is just as good!