pulled pork for lunch
As I write I am in a tight game of Scrabble with Joe Davies. I have 311 points to his 285 and it is his go. He only has three letters left and I have five, all one pointers. If I were a betting man I’d say I was going to win but you never know with Scrabble. The fat lady ain’t sung yet. Stay tuned for updates (In other words read on because the game will probably have finished by the time I finish this post.
Went to pick up the car this morning from Westgate car park. We were running late for Shannon’s birthday bash last night so I drove there and left it overnight. The problem was the overnight rate only lasted until 8am which would have meant an unnecessarily early start. Fortunately I discovered in conversation at the restaurant that you could download an app to pay and this is what I did. I lay in bed this morning and at around 7.45 paid for a couple of hours parking. Result.
As a result I set off at around 25 to ten and got there with five minutes to spare. There was nobody around that looked like a car park attendant but you never know. Having picked the car up I went to Waitrose to buy a few last minute bits for lunch. Amusingly I forgot to switch off runkeeper. As a result I am down as having walked 3.12 miles in just under 27 minutes. A personal best 🙂
I just won the Scrabble btw. A lot of it is down to the luck of the draw 🙂
So now the fire is lit and all is quiet in the house pending Anne’s return from church and the arrival of the Wards for lunch. The pork has been in at gas mark 1 since 4am. We set the timer. It should be nicely “pullable”. The sweet potato wedges are ready to go in the oven. The rolls are bought as is the coleslaw. We are all set really.
I may not have much of an inclination to write later so will post this soon and it will probably be all you get today unless I add some videos as is becoming my practice.
Ciao
Oh and just one other thing. Today is dad’s birthday. 82. Penblwydd hapus dad 🙂
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