I see, on reading today’s comments, that in 2020 I wrote about Iranian Vegetable Stew and included a picture. Yesterday when I wrote about it I had completely forgotten about the first post. And so, my memory, which used to be above average, slides towards “adequate” and I feel the cosmic vibrations of another nail being driven into my coffin. However, adequate is good enough, as the definition suggests.
Spring is coming!
If I were to run through a list of things like my knees, my ability to resist procrastination and my skills in the kitchen (apart from soup) most of them would be barely adequate, if that. You come to a time in life where adequate seems quite a decent standard. My days of being outstanding exist only in my dreams, my days of being average are behind me and I am now entering the days of adequacy. I will use that as a title. I may even use it as a title for a poem.
That seems to be all I can mange this morning, despite my best efforts. I made a list of jobs to do last night and, believe it or not, I’m keen to make some inroads into the list.
You have to admit they work hard for the food.
Later . . .
The day has gone. It was mainly marked by the use of leftovers. For lunch we had leftover pizza from last week (the third meal of pizza e have had), the surplus potato wedges and onion rings from last night and the slightly sorry looking rocket salad. We seem to be out of tomatoes and are saving the mushrooms, so only had peppers, olives, spring onions and some leftover pine nuts for the salad. I suppose I could have added a bit of fruit and some sweetcorn but I didn’t think of it in time.
This evening we had the quiche we hadn’t got round to using last week with baked potatoes and beans. The beans weren’t left over, but the potatoes are starting to sprout. I added extra grated cheese to the quiche and topped it with the bacon lardons I’d used to make the sprouts with bacon and pine nuts last week. I liked the sprouts with bacon and pine nuts, but haven’t got round to making them again and didn’t want ingredients to go to waste. It was OK but the generally flavourless shop-bought quiche managed to drag the cheddar and bacon topping down, rather than the extra topping dragging the quiche up. It’s a bit like shop bought quiches are filled with anti-flavour. Now I have the time I may start making my own quiche again.
Electric Scooter with inadequate wire basket on the back. Driver with inadequate knees.
On the birdwatching front, we had long-tailed tits in the garden this afternoon having a feed on the fat balls. I was washing up after lunch when they arrived, so it was pure chance. Ten minutes either way and I’d have missed them.
After the washing up was done, I had a parcel delivery – the locking box for the electric scooter has arrived. It has brackets and instructions so that will be a job for when we get back from Nottingham. I will keep you updated when it is done.
Long-Tailed Tits
Photos are a vaguely relevant selection.
A good locking box will be a valuable addition to your transport. You wouldn’t want one lot of shopping nicked while you went in for another.
I must say that you look rather regal in your chariot. You should have a cohort of precursors running down the road in front of you, shouting, “Make Way! Make Way!”
You have brought ideas of a sedan chair back to the surface . . .
Carried by a phalanx of AI robots taking you to where they think you should go and not where you want to go.
We’ve just been talking about AI and whether Artificial Intelligence would be an improvement on what they are currently using to run America.
I think you need a motorcycle jacket
I last had a motorcycle jacket in 1978, when it was stolen. Heartbroken, I then bought a practical waxed cotton jacket which I wore for years, though it’s not quite as iconic, it is warmer and waterproof. 🙂
Maybe a badass patch with some pithy saying . Or a particularly buff haiku
Perhaps one of my favourite quotes from Roger McGough – “No, old people do not walk slowly
because they have plenty of time.”
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🙂 Thank you for inspiring my post “Sons of Apathy”
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That would be an excellent title for a poem
Now all I need is the words . . . 🙂
That squirrel looks well fed and fit. 🙂
A crash helmet for the scooter is not a bad idea. Could prevent serious injury in event of a crash. Good luck! What is the locking box?
Give it a week and I am hoping to demonstrate the locking box. It’s like the boxes they have on motorcycles for helmet storage. As for helmets, if the government doesn’t deem them necessary I will give them a miss for now. Not much chance on an accident at 4mph on a footpath.
I do love that scooter! In my old age, I have come to the conclusion that good enough is good enough, which must come close to adequate. Beautiful flowers.
Yes, I am going to embrace the philosophy of adequacy and plant more flowers.
Righto! Remember, good enough is good enough.
🙂 Apart from poetry. That is never good enough.
Right! Save one or two things for high expectations and leave the rest for good enough.
That works for me.
I like your little scooter. And you don’t wear a crash helmet I see. tsk tsk.
At my normal pace of 3-4 mph they aren’t seen as necessary. No doubt in some Civil Service office a paper is being circulated about the necessity of helmets for electric scooter wearers . . .
Most definitely. We can’t have old buggers driving horrible cart without helmets and seat belts.
This has a seatbelt, but I don’t wear it. If I ever find myself plunging off a clifftop I want to be able to jump free at the last moment. (maybe I watch too many films).