Been investigating log splitters. Not all the team is particularly thrilled at the idea of me buying one as, like the fruit press, it will most of the time just be sat in the potting shed or woodstore. There is an element of truth in this but since when have we let facts get in the way of impulsive purchasing decisions. The biggest problem is that I’ve left them too long to split and the logs are rock hard. Can’t budge em with axe nor wedge. There isn’t an immediate emergency as we have enough logs of the right size to keep us going but there is going to come a time when that supply runs out.
It isn’t as if we light the fire that often tbh. I’m thinking of setting it in readiness for Sunday as we have my blood and blister Ann with her chosen life partner Toby coming for a couple of nights. Their visit presents a challenge. Not their visit per se but it follows directly on from a camping weekend in Woodhall Spa with the gang which are notoriously “lively” affairs and is in turn going to be followed by a trip to Sheffield and then the Wirral. So much for a quiet life.
I’m not complaining. I’ll be pushing up daisies for long enough. Get on with it while you can. The only real issue is the need to go into my next hip hop, which is now only thirteen days away, as trim as possible. You will be happy to know that progress has been good. I’m going to try and be a good boy this weekend. See how it goze innit.
I did come up with the idea of going swimming in the outdoor pool in Jubilee Park on Saturday in Woodhall before we go for a curry. This isn’t as daft an idea as you might imagine. The water is lovely and warm and once in you are ok. It’s just the getting in and out that is the problem. You just have to be quick. THG went last year and she was the only person in the water. It was chucking it down and the lifeguard strolled up and down under an umbrella. I guess they’ve wised up and the pool now closes at noon. Got me out of that one then :).
T’others go for a long walk to build up a thirst. That ain’t currently my thing. What with the hip an all. Also these walks aren’t meant to be long. They just end up like that. Different people have different ideas on how long a walk should be. Either that or different perceptions of distance 🙂
The Coast to Coast was a long walk. Took a fortnight to cover a couple of hundred miles. If I ever do that again I’d do it over three weeks and make it more of a pleasant stroll. There were some days where it was just an endurance exercise. Twenty three miles off road. I have no ambitions to become a commando. They wouldn’t have me anyway, what with my eyesight. I daresay they would nitpick about some other areas where I might not fit their profile. Huh, pshaw. Anyway like I said, I have no plans on joining the commandos. I’ll just stick to watching the movies.
Talking about movies this year we have opted for Odeon tickets from our bank. We have an account that lets you choose one perk. In 24/25 it was Disney+ subscription but we watched very little. Maybe nothing. I struggle to find anything on any channel I want to watch. I daresay THG will find something to go and see at the flicks. A quick look yesterday suggested we might need to wait a while.
Enuff.
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I arrived in the pool a little late today but that turned out to be good. My fave lane which had been occupied when I initially looked through the big window onto the poolside from the caff was free by the time I was changed. I dumped my towel and bag at the end of the lane, dropped in and began to swim. This is a real result because it meant that I could concentrate on the swimming and not have to worry about avoiding other pool users. Tbf this is never that much of a problem but being in the innermost lane removes that element of doubt and makes me a happy Tref.
I did my thirty minutes. There was only one moment when some bloke got in and was swimming uncomfortably close to my space but he either only lasted a short while in the pool or moved further away. Didn’t see. By the time I was finished I was the only person in the water. I noticed that the lifeguard was constantly walking around the outside of the pool and when I got out I mentioned this to him. He was trying to get to 20k steps. Fair play. You have to do a lot of walking to get to 20k steps.
As I was leaving the gym there was an announcement calling all staff to reception. Turns out someone was being given a presentation. Must have been his last day or simlar. They have a lot of staff there. The car park is huge. It’s a big gym but doesn’t feel like it.
Feels as if twelve forty is a good time to get in the pool. It’s not a problem for me. I don’t have much of a lunch anyway and it can wait until I get home. Usually a bit of protein and salad. Today it was a bacon sarnie. Why not eh?
Started shifting stuff from our room into one of the spare bedrooms. We are having a decor refresh. Well you do don’t you? Bit of wallpaper and a lick of paint. Some of the pictures are going, no doubt to be replaced by something new. I’ll find out when it is finished. Doesn’t do any harm. In fact it means I’ve been clearing out some of my drawers, chucking bits of paper that I wonder why I’ve kept for twenty years and realising that I’ve got a lot of old socks and tee shirts I’m unlikely to wear again and can therefore be moved on. Ruthless!