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Trousers, Typing and Tongue Twisters

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I slept well last night and woke just before nine. It’s not exactly industrious, but it will do for me. I have nowhere to go and nothing to do, so 9.00 is as good a time as any. I managed to dress without industry and decided I could dispense with trousers today as I was not intending to go out. Slipper socks and a good long flannel shirt will do to preserve my modesty, though I will be keeping the blinds partially drawn after yesterday’s events. It wouldn’t do for the neighbours to know too much about the informality of my dress habits.

The lack of trousers means there was no trouble with trapping my foot in a twisted leg, or tripping whilst hopping around muttering things about tricky trouser designs.  If only I had tartan trews that last line would have  had potential as a tongue twister. The world needs a tricky tongue-twister about tripping with two trapped feet in your twisted tartan trews. Well, my world does . . .

I thought I’d make a quick start on the typing today, before the pain in my wrist catches up with me. Rest, a hot water bottle and patience have seen the pain disappear from my right arm, shoulders and left elbow. Only the pain in my left wrist remains, and that is where I had trouble with carpal tunnel before. I have ordered a wrist splint and set myself a target of resting and being patient for the next few weeks. With luck it will go without further intervention. In the meantime I will alter my typing position to make sure it doesn’t happen again.

My previous typing set-up may have looked chaotic, with things set at different levels using boxes and books, but it worked well and I had no problems from aches and pains (or RSI and carpal tunnel to give them their modern names).

We had vegetables for tea last night. With a bigger oven I feel that my roasted veg should be better, but I’m not sure they are. This is slightly disappointing, but I will get over it. I even pre-heated the oven and the roasting tins last night, even though my prudent side is much perturbed by the idea of heating an empty oven.

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We had cauliflower with mustard cheese sauce, with potato wedges, carrots, leeks and brussels. I read a recipe that says if you leave the cut brussels face down for the complete cooking time it traps the steam inside and gives you sweet, tender brussels. It seems to work, though buying decent brussels also helps. I will have to buy some tough monster brussels to really see if it works. We seem to have been eating better since we moved and altered our routines.

Ah well, 10am now and time to prod my sleeping wife into action with a cup of tea and a suggestion that it is her turn to make breakfast. If you don’t hear from me again you can take it that the suggestion went down badly.

Old photos again. I really must do better.

So far it has been . . .

 

 

When Alliteration Goes Bad . . .

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I’m not sure what I’ve done, but I seem to have a new page when I start WP, giving me the chance to savour the whole WP experience. I don’t just a blog to write and people to see, I now have a few extra buttons and the sense that something random just happened. Good old WP, always something new and confusing.

We will be starting Numismatic Society meetings at the end of the summer, unless, of course, we have to cancel them again. It has been tricky organising speakers but the Secretary has done a sterling job (he is also the shop owner, so I have to say that) and some of the talks do look quite interesting. It will be nice to get back towards normal. It’s a big room and we don’t usually have more than 12 members attending, so social distancing won’t be a problem. The Banknote Society is also starting meetings but their Secretary has decided that they should limit it to ten members, and they have to apply for a place. I can see that causing some annoyance.

As I have said before – people who like making rules have loved  lockdown.

And that brings me onto the subject of alliteration. Apparently I have to practice it if I want to be a poet (another gem from that book I was telling you about). Unless you want to be a haiku poet, where alliteration and poetic devices are frowned upon. Well, that’s what they tell you. In fact some haiku editors are quite happy with alliteration. I’ve even seen it mentioned favourably when they have been picking their favourites. There is no consistency.

Anyway, as i left Julia at work I spotted two magpies in the road – clearly parent and child. The words “fat, fluffy fledgling” came to my mind, but they don’t work well, they are not alliterative, they are just  tongue-twister about a flat fluffy fledgling or, more confusingly a fat fluffy fedgling. I really don’t know what’s wrong with it, but I can’t make it fit a poem, there’s just something wrong with the words. Strange, isn’t it?

Magpie