Saturday, January 30, 2016

All I Need Now Are Some Chestnuts

I wake up as ill as I was last night. So I do very little and watch some TV in bed. I head downstairs for a drink. So this is the first week I get orange juice off the milkman. I’d actaully forgotten I’d ordered it. And yes I’m still eating cheese from France.
Back in bed I win a Sage Dreamcast. But no Saturn, they are far more popular.
And whilst watching QVC I buy some plants for the garden.
I hope they are as good as they say as they are not cheap from QVC.
At some point I make it downstairs to make some breakfast. I read the paper, I didn’t even know I was meant to put my food waste in the brown bin. This year they havn’t even sent me a calander of collection dates either.
Apparently I can now ask for a composter to put my food waste in. So I send off the application form.
I dig a hole in the drive for the fir tree. Like everything in this old house. Nothing is easy.
The pebble dash at the pavement side of the driveway is deep. Very deep, and then it is rubble, lots of rubble. I mean pain in the arse rubble. It may or may not be a good thing for when I block pave the drive.
Being that it is a nice day I do my washing and hang it on the line. So tonight I get new bed sheets. Wonderful!
I make the stickout beds all the same size and plant some more bulbs.
My parents come round to take me to Asda to get me out. While I’m there I remember the stock pot I need to make the beer kit Mat got me.
I relook up the details. It needs to be a 6 quart stock pot. What is 6 quart? I look it up on google. It is 6.7 Liters. Now the two large pots they have are 32cm or 24cm diameter, but no mention of the volume. I go to the stationary isle and get a ruler. So now we know the height we can work out the volume. One is 6 litres and the other 9 litres.
I get the large one so there is some gap to the top of the pan.
At home I realise that I didn’t just need a new pot, what I also needed was
a new bigger hob to go with it! Well before i can make the beer I still need some chestnuts that have been roasted at 400 deg C.
I settle in front of the TV and watch youtube while a pizza cooks and I’m eating triffle. I come across the fact that if you change your PS plus account home address to this you get free PS plus!
Maybe in europe you need the europen address?
Then I come across somethings to make your PC work better. I try it on my laptop. Oh wow, it is now superchargered, super fast. Not this SFC thing that is something different.
With a lack of energy still I decide to put on my latest DVD from Love Film, The Keeper of Lost Casuese.
Oh no it is subtitled!
But as it happens to turn out, it is a brillant detective film and I really enjoyed it.

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