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Soooooo.... mixed bag today.
Beast got my bug, and took a Covid test today. It was positive.
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I sneaked, masked, into Sainsburys and bought twenty Covid tests by mistake. I meant to buy four, and was not surprised enough that the boxes were rather large.
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I found a magpie skeleton in the algae-ridden contents of one large bin at the bottom of the garden. Another such bin contains one or possibly two magpie corpses and what looks like a flayed squirrel. It is disgusting. Also wtf, magpies?
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Our large freezer seems to have the spent the night warming up. Beast spotted this at some point this morning (it was at room temperature) and Took Steps, and it is cooling down again. But my lunchtime chocolate covered mint ice cream onna stick had to be eaten with a spoon. Chocolate casing: still good; contents: very soft indeed.
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In better news (phew!), our new printer arrived today. It is mighty, and has a scanner on top like a lookout tower. It prints—in colour, which the elderly laser printer has not done for ages, since we didn't want to replace the cartridges.
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We tried to help our Boy yesterday with prepping for his job interview tomorrow. Good luck, Boy! It mas been a very long time since he interviewed for anything, as he has made minimal but steady progress for over a decade with his current employer, and is more interested in being comfortable than successful.
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I continue to be entertained by Bridgerton. I don't mind the dazzling colours of the costumes, for I am partial to bright colours and a good bit of glitter, too, but I growl at the sight of a long, white, modern wedding gown with train and veil. Give the poor bride something a bit nicer than last year's net curtains, please! I like the multicoloured cast—although I believe Regency England was somewhat more mixed than our media have generally made it out to be, it's nice to see a world where nobody is remarking upon it (well, not quite nobody, but it's generally just *there*). And everybody is ridiculously good-looking, of course. I don't think the Duke of Hastings has an equal yet, but there are competitors.
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I planted those four fuchsias at long last, and pulled out the self-seeded currant that was growing in my hostas-and-fuchsias bed. And what appeared to be a baby silver birch, which I have transplanted in the hope that something pretty may result. It'll probably turn out to be something quite different, if indeed it survives at all.
Beast got my bug, and took a Covid test today. It was positive.
*
I sneaked, masked, into Sainsburys and bought twenty Covid tests by mistake. I meant to buy four, and was not surprised enough that the boxes were rather large.
*
I found a magpie skeleton in the algae-ridden contents of one large bin at the bottom of the garden. Another such bin contains one or possibly two magpie corpses and what looks like a flayed squirrel. It is disgusting. Also wtf, magpies?
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Our large freezer seems to have the spent the night warming up. Beast spotted this at some point this morning (it was at room temperature) and Took Steps, and it is cooling down again. But my lunchtime chocolate covered mint ice cream onna stick had to be eaten with a spoon. Chocolate casing: still good; contents: very soft indeed.
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In better news (phew!), our new printer arrived today. It is mighty, and has a scanner on top like a lookout tower. It prints—in colour, which the elderly laser printer has not done for ages, since we didn't want to replace the cartridges.
*
We tried to help our Boy yesterday with prepping for his job interview tomorrow. Good luck, Boy! It mas been a very long time since he interviewed for anything, as he has made minimal but steady progress for over a decade with his current employer, and is more interested in being comfortable than successful.
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I continue to be entertained by Bridgerton. I don't mind the dazzling colours of the costumes, for I am partial to bright colours and a good bit of glitter, too, but I growl at the sight of a long, white, modern wedding gown with train and veil. Give the poor bride something a bit nicer than last year's net curtains, please! I like the multicoloured cast—although I believe Regency England was somewhat more mixed than our media have generally made it out to be, it's nice to see a world where nobody is remarking upon it (well, not quite nobody, but it's generally just *there*). And everybody is ridiculously good-looking, of course. I don't think the Duke of Hastings has an equal yet, but there are competitors.
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I planted those four fuchsias at long last, and pulled out the self-seeded currant that was growing in my hostas-and-fuchsias bed. And what appeared to be a baby silver birch, which I have transplanted in the hope that something pretty may result. It'll probably turn out to be something quite different, if indeed it survives at all.
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Date: 2025-07-08 07:17 am (UTC)Hope you all feel better soon😊
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Date: 2025-07-08 09:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-07-09 07:32 am (UTC)I caught covid from him a few years ago, I had a killer headache, felt sick, felt like all the energy had been drained out of my body, I was ill for 2 weeks, he was the same.
Yes, anything with paracetamol will help. Not sure about the singing though, see how you go. Good luck xoxo
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Date: 2025-07-09 09:25 am (UTC)I tested negative this morning, he's still showing positive. So the singing may be a bit of an issue!
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Date: 2025-07-09 05:24 pm (UTC)I just had a dead arm and felt pretty sick after my covid jabs, can't remember what type they were. Whereas husband felt absolutely fine.
Maybe it was timing with you two? Or indeed some kind of resistance. As I said, illnesses are weird aren't they!
It does sound like singing will be an issue 😞
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Date: 2025-07-08 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2025-07-08 09:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-07-09 09:28 am (UTC)He's still positive. I tested negative this morning, and after a good night's sleep am feeling *so* much better!
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Date: 2025-07-10 06:53 am (UTC)Do you think someone shot them? Should the police know?
Lord! White wedding gowns didn't come in until Queen Victoria!
I have no problem with mixed casting, but zero forgiveness for bad history...
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Date: 2025-07-10 04:44 pm (UTC)How very disgusting finding things like that in your bins!
I hope Boy's interview went well.
Good luck with all your plants!
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Date: 2025-07-11 09:51 am (UTC)But man, that was a gross find in the bins!