Plans? They'll only change...
I woke up a little late on Monday morning to find some messages from my sister and from my sister-in-law awaiting my attention.
My sister's concerned a load of stuff my mother and I had sent in her direction a couple of weeks previously. She was having difficulty extracting them from Aussie Customs. They wanted each item individually valued. I spent a while working through old figures, and eventually came up with something apparently satisfactory. The process did rather swallow half the day, though.
My sister-in-law's message concerned the cancellation of my nephew's overnight flight from Budapest. It seems the pilot had been on the bright end of a laser pointer that had been shone at the plane as it landed, and wasn't permitted to fly the plane back to London immediately. The flight was, therefore, delayed by about 16 hours, and my nephew missed his connecting flight to Nairobi. I collected him from Gatwick on Monday evening.
The rest of Monday evening was swallowed by an astronomical society committee meeting. I'm not a committee member, but as I look after the website, I was asked to attend to advise (or whatever).
On Tuesday morning I took my car down to the garage for its annual service. I walked all the way home, taking advantage of the cooler weather to visit quite a few Ingress portals I'd not visited in a while. It started to rain just after I got home. My nephew woke up at about noon. We has lunch. Then, it having stopped raining, I walked back to the garage to collect my car, and then we went on a short shopping expedition. In the evening we went to a pub nearby for a steak and a pint. When we came home it was raining.
It was still raining early on Wednesday morning when we loaded up the car and headed for Heathrow. The roads were wet, and the drive there took about two hours. My drive home took a rather more reasonable hour ans a quarter, and I was home by about 10am. I spent at least half the rest of the morning asleep, and quite a bit of the afternoon working on this month's radio club newsletter.
This morning I was awake in time for the usual Thursday morning Morse practice broadcast, and mostly managed a bit better than last week, but I was still a long way off my best. Once that was over I took my car to have a couple of well-worn tyres replaced, and spent a while visiting Ingress portals while that was being done. Since I got home I've been getting on with other un-planned stuff, like upgrading the OS on my laptop.
I've not made the progress I'd hoped to make in the workshop this week, but I have just managed to keep up with Duolingo.
My sister's concerned a load of stuff my mother and I had sent in her direction a couple of weeks previously. She was having difficulty extracting them from Aussie Customs. They wanted each item individually valued. I spent a while working through old figures, and eventually came up with something apparently satisfactory. The process did rather swallow half the day, though.
My sister-in-law's message concerned the cancellation of my nephew's overnight flight from Budapest. It seems the pilot had been on the bright end of a laser pointer that had been shone at the plane as it landed, and wasn't permitted to fly the plane back to London immediately. The flight was, therefore, delayed by about 16 hours, and my nephew missed his connecting flight to Nairobi. I collected him from Gatwick on Monday evening.
The rest of Monday evening was swallowed by an astronomical society committee meeting. I'm not a committee member, but as I look after the website, I was asked to attend to advise (or whatever).
On Tuesday morning I took my car down to the garage for its annual service. I walked all the way home, taking advantage of the cooler weather to visit quite a few Ingress portals I'd not visited in a while. It started to rain just after I got home. My nephew woke up at about noon. We has lunch. Then, it having stopped raining, I walked back to the garage to collect my car, and then we went on a short shopping expedition. In the evening we went to a pub nearby for a steak and a pint. When we came home it was raining.
It was still raining early on Wednesday morning when we loaded up the car and headed for Heathrow. The roads were wet, and the drive there took about two hours. My drive home took a rather more reasonable hour ans a quarter, and I was home by about 10am. I spent at least half the rest of the morning asleep, and quite a bit of the afternoon working on this month's radio club newsletter.
This morning I was awake in time for the usual Thursday morning Morse practice broadcast, and mostly managed a bit better than last week, but I was still a long way off my best. Once that was over I took my car to have a couple of well-worn tyres replaced, and spent a while visiting Ingress portals while that was being done. Since I got home I've been getting on with other un-planned stuff, like upgrading the OS on my laptop.
I've not made the progress I'd hoped to make in the workshop this week, but I have just managed to keep up with Duolingo.