Early weekend

Days off are always good, even if there's nothing much planned for them.

I never quite know which I prefer: a Friday as today, a Monday or a midweek day. There are fine gradations of pleasure to be had from them all. A Friday off, for example, means that the weekend arrives 24 hours early and when it's over the weekend is still to come. Monday is similar, but obviously reversed: the weekend is over, but... BONUS! Both the Friday and the Monday skive benefit too, from the three-day syndrome, where it just feels a little like a holiday as opposed to simply a day off.

Midweek days off are a slightly different beast. There is the fun to be had the night before when we can stay out late on a school night and follow the excess up with a nice lie in and the joy that is to be garnered from lounging around when all else are at work seems heightened on a midweek day - particularly a Wednesday. That's there on every day off of course, but particularly piquant Tuesday to Thursday inclusive.

Must nip off shortly. I have to pick up a package for Furtle.

Early weekend

Days off are always good, even if there's nothing much planned for them.

I never quite know which I prefer: a Friday as today, a Monday or a midweek day. There are fine gradations of pleasure to be had from them all. A Friday off, for example, means that the weekend arrives 24 hours early and when it's over the weekend is still to come. Monday is similar, but obviously reversed: the weekend is over, but... BONUS! Both the Friday and the Monday skive benefit too, from the three-day syndrome, where it just feels a little like a holiday as opposed to simply a day off.

Midweek days off are a slightly different beast. There is the fun to be had the night before when we can stay out late on a school night and follow the excess up with a nice lie in and the joy that is to be garnered from lounging around when all else are at work seems heightened on a midweek day - particularly a Wednesday. That's there on every day off of course, but particularly piquant Tuesday to Thursday inclusive.

Must nip off shortly. I have to pick up a package for Furtle.

Writer's Block: Cramming Yourself into a Sentence

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Writer's Block: Cramming Yourself into a Sentence

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Free Books

The free book in today's Times is Rumpole and the Penge Bungalow Murders by John Mortimer.

It has taken me all week to realise - and this is for the benefit probably, of keith_london, get the paper from a supermarket rather than a newsagent. The promotion seems to be working better there than in other outlets.

Right; I'm going to get a coffee, a sandwich and do the sudoku before washing up.

Free Books

The free book in today's Times is Rumpole and the Penge Bungalow Murders by John Mortimer.

It has taken me all week to realise - and this is for the benefit probably, of keith_london, get the paper from a supermarket rather than a newsagent. The promotion seems to be working better there than in other outlets.

Right; I'm going to get a coffee, a sandwich and do the sudoku before washing up.

shome mishtake, shorely...?

We have a couple of tall glasses, with a cat design on them. They identical except for colour - mine is black, Furtle's is white and these are the glasses of choice when we have G&Ts.

When I mix the G&T, which is about 99% of the time, since Furtle professes incompetence in the matter, I customarily add gin to the end of the last whisker on the cat's face in each glass. It is a handy identifier and means that each drink comes out pretty much like the last. I then add the slice of lemon or lime, a couple of ice cubes and top it off with tonic water. Schweppes by choice. We are less discriminating concerning the gin as we have not yet found one that is noticeably superior to another. The stuff I bought yesterday was Waitrose's own generic brand. A litre and a half of their stuff is only 50p more expensive than a litre of Gordon's.

I think I may have discovered why Furtle prefers the G&Ts I mix over those the makes (other than the obvious fact it's more fun to be handed a drink than to fix it yourself). I found a UK standard 25 mil shot measure thimble thingy in the cupboard. Rinsing it out I thought, just using water, I'd see how much gin I was putting into the standard mix. It turns out that it has been around 105 mils per drink; marginally more than a quadruple measure each time we have a G&T and last Sunday when we watched the full extended Fellowship of the Ring on DVD, about 13 measures each over the evening.

No wonder we slept so well last Sunday. No wonder the gin evaporates from The Carpathia like it's going out of fashion. No wonder the little booze hound likes them!

shome mishtake, shorely...?

We have a couple of tall glasses, with a cat design on them. They identical except for colour - mine is black, Furtle's is white and these are the glasses of choice when we have G&Ts.

When I mix the G&T, which is about 99% of the time, since Furtle professes incompetence in the matter, I customarily add gin to the end of the last whisker on the cat's face in each glass. It is a handy identifier and means that each drink comes out pretty much like the last. I then add the slice of lemon or lime, a couple of ice cubes and top it off with tonic water. Schweppes by choice. We are less discriminating concerning the gin as we have not yet found one that is noticeably superior to another. The stuff I bought yesterday was Waitrose's own generic brand. A litre and a half of their stuff is only 50p more expensive than a litre of Gordon's.

I think I may have discovered why Furtle prefers the G&Ts I mix over those the makes (other than the obvious fact it's more fun to be handed a drink than to fix it yourself). I found a UK standard 25 mil shot measure thimble thingy in the cupboard. Rinsing it out I thought, just using water, I'd see how much gin I was putting into the standard mix. It turns out that it has been around 105 mils per drink; marginally more than a quadruple measure each time we have a G&T and last Sunday when we watched the full extended Fellowship of the Ring on DVD, about 13 measures each over the evening.

No wonder we slept so well last Sunday. No wonder the gin evaporates from The Carpathia like it's going out of fashion. No wonder the little booze hound likes them!