Cracking convalescence weather! Ta to whoever arranged it!
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Don't forget your throat umbrella, Mr Q.
Don't forget, THIS is summer.
All other seasonal variations to follow at random over the next months, including rain, storms, downpours, heavy stormy showers, scattered showers/storms, hail, and general "climate change", which is to the lay man, "weather".
Have ice cream, last chance until April next year, unless you're doped up, in which case anytime is icecream time, apparently.
Not too happy I know that bit, bit of a pained memory, but it's shared so I feel good.
I still got ripped off, and a good relationship fucked.
Off my chest, bit drunk tonight, bit of a thread derailer, but done.
Enjoy the rain.....
Was she a scorcher, Mr.3374? Tut.
Make the most of your time off, Quorbeq, you lucky, lucky chap (asuming they did the right end in the end ...)
btw, did you ever work at Quinetiq? Only, they may be saying "we can change the world" (not for the better, imo - inventing new ways to bollox people isn't progress, someone should tell them) but they can't even SPELL properly.
Sorry - not a dig at you as a person, just the spelling thing and my dislike of corporate death armaments inventors.
I know quite a few people who work or have worked there and they are all, as individuals, charming chaps. And I can't quite bring myself to ask any of them "So how do you feel about making a living out of designing ways to kill or control people?"
I do appear to have timed my awful throat pain and missing taste sensation with some rather good summer sunshine.
They very clearly did the right end. I must remember to eat my icecream to the one side of my mouth -- I was 'playing' with some fruit Skittles last night and discovered that the right half of my tongue is normal, the left half fails to taste anything other than 'aluminium'. Bugger. Food can be done without much taste problem, drink is bloody awkward. My bottle of 'Old Bob' yesterday was fouled beyond repair.
Never did anything for QinetiQ, but they stole their spelling ideas from me -- QorbeQ has been around for ... oohhh ... probably fifteen years?
Mr.3374 -- feel free to drunkenly chest-off any time you like, although I have to admit it didn't make a huge amount of sense to me, other than the bit about your bollocks being overly hirsute and getting them waxed, or somesuch.
Got a new gas BBQ and set out for a bottle of gas. At local caravan/camping supplies shop went through a "Not the Nine O'Clock News Hi-Fi Shop Sketch" routine with young lad serving - is it butane/propane, 27mm or 37mm etc, in end suggested that I would get the regulator off the hose and bring the bloody thing to the shop. After half an hour struggling to prise the bastard thing off, resorted to cutting it off, then promptly dropped it on patio. Undaunted took it back to camping shop. "Oh yes", said youth, that's for a Patio Gas cylinder". Pause. "we're out of those 'til next week". Went to pub.
Missed most of yesterdays sunshine due to sadly being at an Aussie/NZ wine festival - sampled far too many different types and refused to spit - only found one wine I didn't like - no idea what it was, something red maybe... wine festivals are awesome. Going to catch some rays, and then maybe some food poisoning, this afternoon at my downstairs neighbours BBQ. Nice.
And my Chilli plants are loving the weather and fruit starting to grow nicely. Happy days.
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