Mundane facts about your day...

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Gramaisc

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I drove the car today, just a spin round.

Mundane enough?

A glance at my watch this morning showed it to be February and the last time the car moved was in December, so it seemed like a good idea.

It seemed to be OK, although the idle took a long time to drop - in fact, it didn't run at 'normal' until I'd left it parked for ten minutes when I nipped into a shop.

The control programme in my head seemed to be still largely functional, but I took it gently.
 

Gramaisc

Forum O. G.
Clocks go forward next month
It's quite spring like out there today.
I only realised today that this is the first winter for many years (30+) that I've been using GMT, rather than sticking to BST all year.

There have been logistical reasons for this and, currently being half an hour further round the planet has made it rather less of an issue.



I am having half of a Lidl Christmas pudding for lunch, with cream. It's the one from 2019. I'll have the other half in a day or two - and I still have 2020's to go at.

Time has ceased to be such an issue...
 

BobClay

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On my first sea trip as a sparky we left London then Panama, Pusan (Korea,) Kaohsiung (Taiwan,) Hong Kong then back to London via the Cape of Good Hope (Suez Canal was shut due to war.) Right round the world in three months. Ben Line ships were pretty fast.
Crossing the dateline in the Pacific in an East to West direction you advance the clock 24 hours, i.e. you literally skip a day. The Second Mate purposely set the lost day to be on the Third Mate's birthday (he has a bit of leeway to do this) as a joke. The Third Mate insisted that since his birthday never happened, he would stay the same age for another year.
I wonder if he got away with it ? :heyhey:
 
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tek-monkey

wanna see my snake?
On my first sea trip as a sparky we left London then Panama, Pusan (Korea,) Kaohsiung (Taiwan,) Hong Kong then back to London via the Cape of Good Hope (Suez Canal was shut due to war.) Right round the world in three months. Ben Line ships were pretty fast.
Crossing the dateline in the Pacific in an East to West direction you advance the clock 24 hours, i.e. you literally skip a day. The Second Mate purposely set the lost day to be on the Third Mate's birthday (he has a bit of leeway to do this) as a joke. The Third Mate insisted that since his birthday never happened, he would stay the same age for another year.
I wonder if he got away with it ? :heyhey:

The ship I very briefly worked on stuck to GMT no matter where it was. Fine for me, I was just in the Atlantic, but could be confusing further round the globe.
 

BobClay

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Not as bad as you might think for me as all radio work, logs, references, skeds etc are bound to GMT regardless of where you are in the world. Ships time varies constantly. Some Captains would do half an hour a day clock shift (depending on the east or west component of your course) so for me, working in GMT, quite often I hadn't got a clue what time it was on the ship. Watchkeepers walk around in constant states of time confusion and occasionally missed meals because of it. :roll:
 

proactive

Enjoying a drop of red.
Got back from a rare day in work, where the sun had been shining all day. Jr and I thought we'd take the pooches for a walk. Take five steps on the Chase and it starts bucketing down. Straight back home again.

Sulk.
 

That-Crazy-Rat-Lady

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Not as bad as you might think for me as all radio work, logs, references, skeds etc are bound to GMT regardless of where you are in the world. Ships time varies constantly. Some Captains would do half an hour a day clock shift (depending on the east or west component of your course) so for me, working in GMT, quite often I hadn't got a clue what time it was on the ship. Watchkeepers walk around in constant states of time confusion and occasionally missed meals because of it. :roll:

I decided to be 29 for another year as I couldn't celebrate due to covid.

So far it's been fairly successful!
 

Carole

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Husband had to go into the office today and as much as I love him, I’d been looking forward to this day for weeks.
I’d got big plans to revel in the sheer unadulterated joy of having the house to myself.

Got up super early to maximise all the lovely time to myself. Did a few jobs this morning then decided to make a cake, divvy it up and give a few slices each to the old dears in the village.
Cake came out of the oven looking wretched. All hard on the outside and I’d forgotten to put the almonds on top.
Not only that but it was soggy in the middle. And I’d dropped it trying to get it out of the tin.

Take dog for quick walk round village.
On way back realise I’ve lost my keys. House keys, car keys. Oh heck, if someone finds the keys they only have to walk round the village and it wouldn’t take them long to find the car.

Spend 30 minutes looking for them.
It’s now raining. Send panicked e mail to the village asking for help to search.
People turn up, fingertip search begins and keys are eventually found in the back pocket of my jeans. (By me, not someone else’s fingertips)

I go home seriously stressed but nothing that a hot bath and a gin and tonic wouldn’t solve. I don’t drink much these days but needs must.

Run bath, pour drink. About to step into bath and we have a power cut.
I tentatively feel my way downstairs in the pitch black to the kitchen trying to find the drawer where we keep the candles and matches.
Power suddenly comes on and I’m standing completely stark naked in a fully lit kitchen with the curtains open. Yes, the kitchen faces the road.

Run back upstairs to resume bath.

I’m in the bath and the power goes off again so I get out but unfortunately knocking the gin and tonic off the side of the bath.
JOY the glass lands on the fluffy bath mat and doesn’t break.
Then the dog barks and I think I hear a noise downstairs.

The lights come back on and I go downstairs to refill my gin and tonic regardless of who might be down there. I’m past caring at that point.

Anyway I personally think that these relaxing days at home are overrated, I’m not sure I’ll bother again.
 
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Gramaisc

Forum O. G.
Take dog for quick walk round village.
On way back realise I’ve lost my keys. House keys, car keys. Oh heck, if someone finds the keys they only have to walk round the village and it wouldn’t take them long to find the car.

Spend 30 minutes looking for them.
It’s now raining. Send panicked e mail to the village asking for help to search.
People turn up, fingertip search begins and keys are eventually found in the back pocket of my jeans. (By me, not someone else’s fingertips)
I realised the other day that I have developed a habit that may come back to bite me.

Here, the 'house key' is on my car keys and I don't drive the car hardly at all - not once in January.

I can get into the house using the combination pad on the door at the rear - which I use a few times every day anyway - so the house is locked when I'm in the Shed, but I don't to have the hassle of needing keys.

This means that, most of the times that I've left the premises over the last three months, I haven't bothered to check that I have my keys with me.

If I ever get back to the Big Island, I expect to do this a good few times before the programme reinstalls itself.
 

Glam

Mad Cat Woman
Husband had to go into the office today and as much as I love him, I’d been looking forward to this day for weeks.
I’d got big plans to revel in the sheer unadulterated joy of having the house to myself.

Got up super early to maximise all the lovely time to myself. Did a few jobs this morning then decided to make a cake, divvy it up and give a few slices each to the old dears in the village.
Cake came out of the oven looking wretched. All hard on the outside and I’d forgotten to put the almonds on top.
Not only that but it was soggy in the middle. And I’d dropped it trying to get it out of the tin.

Take dog for quick walk round village.
On way back realise I’ve lost my keys. House keys, car keys. Oh heck, if someone finds the keys they only have to walk round the village and it wouldn’t take them long to find the car.

Spend 30 minutes looking for them.
It’s now raining. Send panicked e mail to the village asking for help to search.
People turn up, fingertip search begins and keys are eventually found in the back pocket of my jeans. (By me, not someone else’s fingertips)

I go home seriously stressed but nothing that a hot bath and a gin and tonic wouldn’t solve. I don’t drink much these days but needs must.

Run bath, pour drink. About to step into bath and we have a power cut.
I tentatively feel my way downstairs in the pitch black to the kitchen trying to find the drawer where we keep the candles and matches.
Power suddenly comes on and I’m standing completely stark naked in a fully lit kitchen with the curtains open. Yes, the kitchen faces the road.

Run back upstairs to resume bath.

I’m in the bath and the power goes off again so I get out but unfortunately knocking the gin and tonic off the side of the bath.
JOY the glass lands on the fluffy bath mat and doesn’t break.
Then the dog barks and I think I hear a noise downstairs.

The lights come back on and I go downstairs to refill my gin and tonic regardless of who might be down there. I’m past caring at that point.

Anyway I personally think that these relaxing days at home are overrated, I’m not sure I’ll bother again.
Oh Carole!!! I've just sat here and giggled my head off at you!
Thank you, I needed that xx
 

staffordjas

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Husband had to go into the office today and as much as I love him, I’d been looking forward to this day for weeks.
I’d got big plans to revel in the sheer unadulterated joy of having the house to myself.

Got up super early to maximise all the lovely time to myself. Did a few jobs this morning then decided to make a cake, divvy it up and give a few slices each to the old dears in the village.
Cake came out of the oven looking wretched. All hard on the outside and I’d forgotten to put the almonds on top.
Not only that but it was soggy in the middle. And I’d dropped it trying to get it out of the tin.

Take dog for quick walk round village.
On way back realise I’ve lost my keys. House keys, car keys. Oh heck, if someone finds the keys they only have to walk round the village and it wouldn’t take them long to find the car.

Spend 30 minutes looking for them.
It’s now raining. Send panicked e mail to the village asking for help to search.
People turn up, fingertip search begins and keys are eventually found in the back pocket of my jeans. (By me, not someone else’s fingertips)

I go home seriously stressed but nothing that a hot bath and a gin and tonic wouldn’t solve. I don’t drink much these days but needs must.

Run bath, pour drink. About to step into bath and we have a power cut.
I tentatively feel my way downstairs in the pitch black to the kitchen trying to find the drawer where we keep the candles and matches.
Power suddenly comes on and I’m standing completely stark naked in a fully lit kitchen with the curtains open. Yes, the kitchen faces the road.

Run back upstairs to resume bath.

I’m in the bath and the power goes off again so I get out but unfortunately knocking the gin and tonic off the side of the bath.
JOY the glass lands on the fluffy bath mat and doesn’t break.
Then the dog barks and I think I hear a noise downstairs.

The lights come back on and I go downstairs to refill my gin and tonic regardless of who might be down there. I’m past caring at that point.

Anyway I personally think that these relaxing days at home are overrated, I’m not sure I’ll bother again.
Oh Carole!!! I've just sat here and giggled my head off at you!
Thank you, I needed that xx
Same here. I needed that good giggle as well :)

Lost our power briefly again tonight twice , but only for a few seconds each time.
 

littleme

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Husband had to go into the office today and as much as I love him, I’d been looking forward to this day for weeks.
I’d got big plans to revel in the sheer unadulterated joy of having the house to myself.

Got up super early to maximise all the lovely time to myself. Did a few jobs this morning then decided to make a cake, divvy it up and give a few slices each to the old dears in the village.
Cake came out of the oven looking wretched. All hard on the outside and I’d forgotten to put the almonds on top.
Not only that but it was soggy in the middle. And I’d dropped it trying to get it out of the tin.

Take dog for quick walk round village.
On way back realise I’ve lost my keys. House keys, car keys. Oh heck, if someone finds the keys they only have to walk round the village and it wouldn’t take them long to find the car.

Spend 30 minutes looking for them.
It’s now raining. Send panicked e mail to the village asking for help to search.
People turn up, fingertip search begins and keys are eventually found in the back pocket of my jeans. (By me, not someone else’s fingertips)

I go home seriously stressed but nothing that a hot bath and a gin and tonic wouldn’t solve. I don’t drink much these days but needs must.

Run bath, pour drink. About to step into bath and we have a power cut.
I tentatively feel my way downstairs in the pitch black to the kitchen trying to find the drawer where we keep the candles and matches.
Power suddenly comes on and I’m standing completely stark naked in a fully lit kitchen with the curtains open. Yes, the kitchen faces the road.

Run back upstairs to resume bath.

I’m in the bath and the power goes off again so I get out but unfortunately knocking the gin and tonic off the side of the bath.
JOY the glass lands on the fluffy bath mat and doesn’t break.
Then the dog barks and I think I hear a noise downstairs.

The lights come back on and I go downstairs to refill my gin and tonic regardless of who might be down there. I’m past caring at that point.

Anyway I personally think that these relaxing days at home are overrated, I’m not sure I’ll bother again.
Oh @Carole I do feel for you, I'm longing for a day on my own.

Hope you feel better now, but you did made me giggle with the thought of all the villagers in a line waiting to search your back pockets...

My day/last night consisted of the carer snoring till 4am, he then decided to go downstairs, leaving me to have a whole 1&1/2hrs sleep before my alarm went off at 5.30am, the burglar cat from next door broke in while I was having my coffee and threw up all the biscuits he had managed to stuff, got to work & got told off for something rather rediculous, but not till the end of my shift, got home to find out the carer had made the Honey garlic chicken I wanted.... But it was horrible! Trying now not to fall asleep before bedtime, or I won't sleep well tonight.

I hope you enjoy your g&t, I'm enjoying mine (I'm not at work tomorrow till mid afternoon)

Thank you for the giggle x
 

Carole

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Oh @Carole I do feel for you, I'm longing for a day on my own.

Hope you feel better now, but you did made me giggle with the thought of all the villagers in a line waiting to search your back pockets...

My day/last night consisted of the carer snoring till 4am, he then decided to go downstairs, leaving me to have a whole 1&1/2hrs sleep before my alarm went off at 5.30am, the burglar cat from next door broke in while I was having my coffee and threw up all the biscuits he had managed to stuff, got to work & got told off for something rather rediculous, but not till the end of my shift, got home to find out the carer had made the Honey garlic chicken I wanted.... But it was horrible! Trying now not to fall asleep before bedtime, or I won't sleep well tonight.

I hope you enjoy your g&t, I'm enjoying mine (I'm not at work tomorrow till mid afternoon)

Thank you for the giggle x

We should start a thread about who has had the most rubbish day!
 
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