One of the nice things about eating half a grapefruit in the morning, and I’m sure not all of you will agree on this one, is drinking the juices straight from the bowl when you’ve finished. There is always some juice and the odd bit of grapefruit left over. Difficulty to stop really even when using the purpose built serrated grapefruit spoon. The spoon btw is a marvel. It isn’t accurate to say that it slices through the grapefruit like a knife through butter because its serrated edge is made for sawing. It saws through the grapefruit segments like only a grapefruit spoon can. If you don’t have one, buy one. If you don’t eat grapefruit for breakfast then it is time to start.
Today is a day for putting furniture back in our bedroom. @Micky has done a great job turning the old design into THG’s dream decor. No details necessary other than to say it is v nice. Now I have to put the curtain rail back on which is a bit of a bugger as it has to be screwed to the ceiling of the bay window. For the middle bracket we don’t have the ideal solution but it will have to do the job. It’s a wedge shaped bit of metal into which you slot the bracket that holds the curtain rail from which hangs the curtain. Because it is a bay window it is difficult to get the pole into the brackets at the end. Not sure I’m explaining it adequately here but tbh it doesn’t matter.
I also have to repair the bed. It broke a decade or two ago. Before you start sniggering there is a perfectly innocent explanation but I don’t feel the need to tell you what it is 🙂 Anyway I did a repair job at the time that has served us well for many years but the moving around of the bedroom furniture undid the kluge and now I need to repair it again. This time with screws as well as glue.
Need to get it done this weekend as I will be returning to it from the hospital next week after hip hop two and it needs to be a certain height off the ground which I think our bed is the only one we have that fits the spec. In the meantime we have discovered how comfortable the bed is in one of our guest bedrooms. Fair play.
Overheard THG talking to Joe about the “Traitors” tv programme whereby she mentioned one of the cast members who has been chucked out. Blast. Totally ruined it. Now there is no point in my watching it, at all. Tbh this brings me no distress whatsoever. I did watch part of one programme some time ago and concluded it wasn’t my thing. Not many tv programmes are. I find myself unable to join in (what I consider to be uninteresting) conversations about last night’s episode of some programme or other. One of us is missing something. I’m sure we all have different perspectives on who that might be.
In the meantime I am able to report a visit by Reynard the fox at oh three twenty seven last night. This follows on from ten thirty one pm on Thursday and around quarter past eight in the evening on Wednesday. He appears to have been in the garden for five minutes or so on that occasion.
Ciao amigos.