Hello Sunshine!

Thursday. 6.25 a.m. A good deal cooler morning, thank goodness! 

I'm continuing to clear out bits and pieces, leftover in boxes from when I moved into Dexter House. There were two large packing boxes, marked 'Pickford's', which I was given by the moving company. One has been emptied and broken up and the remaining one is partially empty. I'm really keen to know why on earth it contains the horrible old, broken kitchen clock from the house in Eaglestone. It has no use as it doesn't work. It's going in another black bin bag. I got some really large and tougher bin bags when I was in Sainsbury's yesterday morning and I have already filled one, and it has gone out to the bin bag yard. Or whatever you want to call it. One or two bits and pieces and that's the job done. 

Friday. 8.20 a.m. Not so hot, and not 'Fry-day.' Sorry about the pun, but when I first keyed in the word 'Friday', I accidentally got fiday which morphed into Fryday. I intend to keep the pun. Monday can then become Punday. You have been warned!

Friday is my washing day. We now have two brand-new washing machines which are digital. They are actually an improvement on the old 'dial' operated machines. It has taken me a while to get used to them. I can now set the correct temperature,  using the touch screen, much like using my iPhone or iPad, which is a help. I put my load in at a few minutes before 8 a.m., set the machine to wash,  which is around 60 minutes (the screen shows 59 minutes. Why not the complete hour? Who knows and who cares. Another of life's little mysteries. I went back to my flat and read for a while. Then, at a few minutes before the wash cycle was due to finish, I went back to the laundry room and put my clothes in the spin drier. I went back once more to my flat and gave the drier around 35 minutes and when I returned, I soon realized that I hadn't turned it on! Then I got an earful from another resident, informing me that I hadn't dried the rubber seal inside the washing machine. I wasn't even aware that I was supposed to do this. What difference does it make? It doesn't. No good arguing with some people. I think she had got out of the wrong side of bed.  Just went over my head. I shall remember in future. 

Saturday. 8.00 a.m. Sunny and bright, but not much else at the moment. I think it might be a little bit windy.

11.15 a.m. I have been watching 'The Goodlies' the 1970s comedy show, on Britbox. I'm not sure whether I saw any of the episodes when they were originally shown on BBC1, but it's certainly funny and holds up remarkably well compared with what we have currently. It might be a bit ropey technically, a bit like the early days of Doctor Who, but that doesn't matter when you have such originality. It bugs me that you get a message as it starts, warning you that some of the material 'may offend.' You, we know things were very different 50 years ago, but, quite honestly, if you don't like it, just don 't watch.