31 March 2020
What. A. Sleep. woke up super comfy in the smaller double bed in the spare room.
proceeded to argue with Kirsty about the fact she NEVER just gets up and makes the tea / coffee…
so, I ended up making my own coffee.
also made a blinding breakfast of some malted bloomer lightly toasted, topped with avacado, mackerel, black pepper and lemon infused balsamic vinegar.
Following this was a quick toot out to pick some essential supplies, more eggs and some vegetables from the farm shop two thirds of the way between the house and my old work.
yesterday on the bikes I saw about 6 or 8 birds of prey (one was definitely a kestrel, I think the others may have been kites), so this morning I have decided to bring the Canon 6d ii and my 70-200 f2.8 L - just in the hope that we see at least one. And as it happens, not a bloody bird in the sky.
on the way back Kirsty has yet again forgotten something from her work, and after a quick sanitising of the door handles both in and out, we were on our way home again.
once home, Kirsty jumped on a conference call with her colleagues so this gave me a great opportunity to do whatever I wanted. So, I started making bread. Whole meal with fresh chilli and some rosemary infused olive oil. whilst this was proving, tomb raider…spent ages trying to get through a cavern, and then, as I went for a glass of juice the last button I pressed must have moved Lara forward, into a bloody jaguar pit. Shat myself when I sat back down and very quickly had to restart that level. Next up was bread in the oven, which gave Kirsty and I a chance to act like kids and play badminton in the garden. One word which will explain why people don’t play badminton outside: breeze.
next up was to enjoy a slice of bread or two, some chicken pakora and chill out with a g and t until our leftover calzones had heated up in the oven as our dinner.
whilst having dinner, I introduced Kirsty to the classic guy ritchie film “snatch”…belter.
a quiet day, no invoicable work but a nice day, relaxed and chilled.
”pull yer socks up avi…”