Monday… holding text.
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A week of lates beckons. News full of Ofcom’s Affordability of communications services: April 2023 update a day of drops beckons. Sure enough the day pans out that way, a usual week may have one or two in it. Today 4 of the buggers.
In other news I end up chatting to someone who works at SLAIS and who knew the McIlwaine’s. Ia has apparently shuffled of this mortal coil which is sad. Turns out she has a Wikipedia page the obit is here.
Bus home was a bit of an adventure, came home via Winstanley, no idea why, was a touch weird but what the heck.
Photo today was a Sunday snap when I got beyond a set of gates that are usually shut. I guess a little light urbex. Either way it was interesting and the string of lights set things off nicely.
Tomorrow’s prompt is ‘found’ so will have to channel my inner Marcel Duchamps. Be interesting to see what sort of found objects I come across.
Music
Laundrette on the day off, usual change collection route, cash machine, newsagents, chicken shop and coffee at the Tom and Gerry. Bob back to the house to fetch the laundry and it’s away I go. Soundtracks to Ride’s ‘4 EPs’. Read ‘Keep Music Evil’ as I do the laundry. Follow up with ‘Methodrone’ from The Brian Jonestown Massacre.
C meets me at laundrette and we repair unto the Gerry for a swift drink. Flip flop about eating there and decide against. Instead sourdough rye and turkey bacon sarnies at home. Surprisingly tasty!
Next on the agenda a trip to the Turkish Barbers in anticipation of the holiday which begins on Monday next week.
P60 arrives, am feeling really down right now, combo of anxiety and depression not helped by dwelling on a whole heap of shit! It’s not a great place to be! Still onwards and upwards and all that bollocks.
C continues to prepare for our jaunt to Scarborough.
Finally getting this place into some semblance of order and beginning to catch up with the photoaday.
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