Sat enjoying the sun in the conservatory for the first time this year. THG has gone for a run and I am sipping a nice cuppa char. A simple breakfast of toast and marmalade has set me up for the sporting day ahead. One game of football (imps v stockport) and three games of rugby. Blimey. Every game counts so feels like an exciting day ahead.
The day actually started with a different sort of game, to whit scrabble. THG has been playing it on her phone having been introduced to the app by one of the kids. Exercises the brain apaz. I finally succumbed. I like scrabble though not played it in years. I took my time over word choices but am pleased to say I wallopped Strategic Stella, an advanced bot expert in playing high point words and blocking off opportunities to the opposition, ie me.
I won 344 to 244. Ok you do need the luck of the draw but it is also down to how you play your luck. My dilemma now is whether to call it quits like I did with Wordle. Played that once and got it in two. What’s the fuss all about I said. Stopped after that. Wordle is clearly too easy. THG actually got it in one once with “horse”. She is obviously very good at wordle in the same way that she is better than me at University Challenge. Worrawoman.
We appear to have returned to the disunited kingdom just at the right time for the nice weather. Not looked at the forecast and these things do have a way of coming back to bite me but lets enjoy it while we can. I should take a look at the jobslist really. I said to THG I’d walk down to tesco for some spuds for tomorrow’s dinner. I think there was something else she wanted an all but as you know she has gone running so isn’t around to remind me. Hey ho.
