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I am looking towards this summer with a certain degree of trepidation. This is largely on account of the current weather; last night was so warm that I slept without the duvet until around 5am when I woke up briefly feeling a little chilly. Before that it had been just too warm. Now, if temperatures are going to be like that during nights in early April, where does that leave us for the summer?

For the second year in a row, I seem to have hay fever, though as yet it is no where near as bad as last year. Unlike poor Furtle who seems to be suffering with it dreadfully, I seem to be getting it in bursts. We went for a wander in the local park on Monday evening and the pair of us managed to get suitably congested thanks to the pollen, though mine wore off a little when we got back onto the High Road. This is particularly annoying for me as I never used to suffer from hay fever. This is a relatively recent thing, related in part to the pollution in London, I would guess, since I seem to suffer less in the wilds of Shropshire (not that I've been there in the spring time much over the past few years).

A little later on I shall wander down to Finchley, suitably dosed with antihistamines, and collect my last three framed prints. Then begins the task of deciding where to hang them.

Round up

I am looking towards this summer with a certain degree of trepidation. This is largely on account of the current weather; last night was so warm that I slept without the duvet until around 5am when I woke up briefly feeling a little chilly. Before that it had been just too warm. Now, if temperatures are going to be like that during nights in early April, where does that leave us for the summer?

For the second year in a row, I seem to have hay fever, though as yet it is no where near as bad as last year. Unlike poor Furtle who seems to be suffering with it dreadfully, I seem to be getting it in bursts. We went for a wander in the local park on Monday evening and the pair of us managed to get suitably congested thanks to the pollen, though mine wore off a little when we got back onto the High Road. This is particularly annoying for me as I never used to suffer from hay fever. This is a relatively recent thing, related in part to the pollution in London, I would guess, since I seem to suffer less in the wilds of Shropshire (not that I've been there in the spring time much over the past few years).

A little later on I shall wander down to Finchley, suitably dosed with antihistamines, and collect my last three framed prints. Then begins the task of deciding where to hang them.

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I have just returned from Finchley with my last three naval prints suitably framed. It seems like forever since I decided that I wanted some to brighten up The Tower.

Now, of course, all I have top do is decide where precisely to hang them - given that I have just discovered that the plonkers have left the stands on the frames despite being asked not to. I want the pictures on the wall, not standing on a surface somewhere. Still, hopefully I can pin the stands back (they do not look removable)and hang them straight.

In other news, I am ploughing my way through Heroes at a fair old lick. As predicted by those that know me, I love it, though I wish they lingered on the individual stories a little longer each time rather than zipping around ensuring that the cast gets approximately equal air time each week. Provided that it balances during the season, who cares?

That bloody invulnerable (not invincible, as used on the programme) cheerleader seems to be very fragile. Sneeze on her and she snaps in half just so that she can show off her magical powers of regeneration. Lucky she can do that; but really, who needs brittle bone syndrome on top of regeneration?

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I have just returned from Finchley with my last three naval prints suitably framed. It seems like forever since I decided that I wanted some to brighten up The Tower.

Now, of course, all I have top do is decide where precisely to hang them - given that I have just discovered that the plonkers have left the stands on the frames despite being asked not to. I want the pictures on the wall, not standing on a surface somewhere. Still, hopefully I can pin the stands back (they do not look removable)and hang them straight.

In other news, I am ploughing my way through Heroes at a fair old lick. As predicted by those that know me, I love it, though I wish they lingered on the individual stories a little longer each time rather than zipping around ensuring that the cast gets approximately equal air time each week. Provided that it balances during the season, who cares?

That bloody invulnerable (not invincible, as used on the programme) cheerleader seems to be very fragile. Sneeze on her and she snaps in half just so that she can show off her magical powers of regeneration. Lucky she can do that; but really, who needs brittle bone syndrome on top of regeneration?