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I am currently between treadmills - sold the old one (basic, no inclines, no programmes) and it was collected on Wednesday, and its replacement (whizzy!) is arriving this afternoon, ghods willing. And so, the horror, I have taken myself *outside* to the park for my constitutional the past couple of mornings.

Yesterday it was -2C, and frosty paths, ( Read more... )

Had a haircut this morning while Pete tinkered with my melodeon’s sticky buttons (she’s now named Aliss), then wandered down into Hull with Pete - wanted to return some stuff, see if Marks had any nice pasta bowls, etc.

Marks didn’t, Peacocks wouldn’t exchange as it was over 30 days (where did October go, please) and gave me a gift card, but I had ( Read more... )

We needed milk, and some cream to go with the rest of last night’s rhubarb and pear crumble. A coin was tossed, and I went up to Jacksons^H^H Sainsburys at the top of the road; I bet Pete wishes it had been him - it would have been cheaper!

I got the milk and cream, and …

• two bags of Gala apples, half price
• two bottles of Italian red wine, half ( Read more... )

A three day weekend as I wasn’t in our office on Friday, but instead left the house at 8 to get to a local hotel in order to start interviewing three candidates for deputy head at the school where I’m a governor. I can’t really say much about it, but it was a long and intense day, and I’m sure we made the right decision.

I was nearly late, though ( Read more... )

Lazy, really. We sauntered up to Dukes (cafe bar on Princes Ave, just at the top of the road) for a No2ID meeting, which was thinly attended. So much going on - ANPR, NHS spine, DNA database, census - but nothing to hang a campaign around now that the dreaded cards have gone, but we will soldier on. We stayed for a lunch of not very good burger - ( Read more... )

I guess they must be like car showrooms - suffer a lot of people coming in and kicking the cupboards, with no real intention of buying. But we are looking to do our kitchen in the next few months, so we’re gathering ideas and so forth.

There’s a big kitchen showroom down on St Andrews’ Quay here in Hull - not cheap as the sheds, but not ( Read more... )

I’m wearing a skirt today. Now, you might think that hardly worthy of note, and I don’t blame you, but it’s only the second time I’ve worn a skirt this year, and I actually can’t remember the last time before that.

It’s brown, and quite short, and sort of flippy, and I wore it with thick brown tights, flat boots, and an olive top, and a sage green ( Read more... )

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It’s so nice to have a good, old-fashioned butcher within walking distance. Our local, Norman, is the sort of place where they keep most of the stuff out the back, and you ask for what you want.

I popped in this morning for some pork to casserole; explained what I wanted to do, discussed the various merits of different cuts, and was then presented ( Read more... )