Mundane facts about your day...

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BobClay

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Can't help but think there's some irony in there somewhere …. There's some kind of global catastrophe and you retreat to your bunker. After weeks, or months … or even years, you emerge to see what kind of devastated state the Earth is in … only to find you're in a shed !!! :eek:
 

Mikinton

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I have a whiteboard set up in mine.

(I used to have a noticeboard as well, but it was only stuck on with double-sided No More Nails tape and it fell off.)
 

Lucy

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When the OH's grandad died we had 70 years of come in handy stuff to clear out of his council house within 2 weeks. The stuff he kept. Don't do it!
 

Gramaisc

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I discovered yesterday, via a conversation with a passing exerciser over the front wall, that my oldest friend has had a fall a few days ago, but seems to have got away fairly lightly, at least nothing is broken.

When I say 'oldest friend', I mean it in two senses, she's due to turn 100 in a few weeks - and, although I have no clear memory of the actual event, it seems fairly likely that hers was the first face I saw when I emerged from my initial nine month period of isolation, due to her being on hand when I was born in the house next door.

She's a fairly hardy type - a couple of years ago, she was in need of a hip replacement, but the surgeon 'strongly advised' against it - however, she basically bullied him into it and it was a great success, although he and the anaesthetist admitted afterwards that they had both been terrified of killing her...
Well, the day has arrived, though with rather less of a shindig than was anticipated until recently.

I feel fairly confident that the cops will turn up at some point, it's never a real party until then...
 

Gramaisc

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Well, the day has arrived, though with rather less of a shindig than was anticipated until recently.

I feel fairly confident that the cops will turn up at some point, it's never a real party until then...
So, having received her letter from the President and a cheque for €2,540* from the state, she's just been paraded around the town, 2 metres from her eldest son in his tractor unit, preceded by the squad car and the fire engine, sirens wailing.

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I failed to get the escort vehicles in the picture, these modern electric cameras aren't quite as 'point & shoot' as some of the old ones were.


* €2,540 = £2,000 in old money.
 

BobClay

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Bit of a strange ode day. Got up … did some prep on painting the house … (sealant, chipping, washing down.) Prepped the front and back steps for painting, (brushing off, jet washing, sealant.)
Mowed front and back lawns (takes me about an hour. I F****** HATE IT, but I do realise it has to be done, (If Old Nick takes me down below for my sins, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to get burned … I'm going to be mowing an INFINITE lawn.)
Then, because it was a wall to wall blue sky with a nice cool breeze I put a chair on the front lawn, and sank a few bottles of cold beer. Smiles and waves to passers by (people taking a walk, I'm in a cul de sac that leads to farms and a public foot path.) A delivery man from Yodel who advised me not to let my beer get warm (AS IF?) but laughing with it. A few laughs at passing walkers who said my front garden had the best scare-crow in the village (that was me, but I was in slob-out mode.)

Bit more of this and the lockdown is going to be a piece of piss. :heyhey:
 
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