Monday. 4.05 p.m. It's been a good deal cooler today, although Carol Kirkwood, the weather lady on BBC Breakfast this morning, said that we can expect another heatwave by next week. The digital thermometer currently reads 24ºc, so considerably lower than this time last week.
Tuesday. 7.40 a.m. It's a sunny morning, although it appears to be a good deal cooler of late. The digital thermometer currently reads 22ºc.
12.00 p.m.I use Nivea for Men shaving gel. I have used it for a good many years now. Compared to similar products, it is far better, and you get a good foam from a very small amount. The other day, I went to Sainsbury's to buy a new pack, as the current one was about to run out. On attempting to use the new pack, I could not get it to work. The button on the top of the pack was faulty, and, as a result, no get would come out. I was then forced to shave using Avon shaving gel, which I wasn't entirely pleased with, as it was cheap and not up to the job. I have since been back to Sainsbury's and purchased a new pack, which has worked properly. I have to say, in all the years I have been using this product, I have never had a problem of any sort. I had only managed to pick up a faulty one when I went to the store.
Wednesday. 12.00 p.m. I have been watching a documentary on Netflix, called 'London: Hunting the 7/7 Bombers.' Quite horrifying, and it goes into an enormous amount of detail of how the young men responsible were discovered, although they died at the scene of each incident. The forensics then had to sift through the evidence to find out what material was used in the making of each bomb. This led to a neighbourhood in Yorkshire, and eventually, the names of the three men were discovered.
At the same time as I've been watching that documentary series (and I have yet to watch two more episodes.) I am watching a drama series on Apple TV, called 'Slow Horses.' This is based on a series of s thriller spy novels written by Mick Herron. It is in no way, shape or form like the fantasy world of espionage, which is the basis for James Bond. This is set in a very ordinary world where the characters are misfits and belong to a dysfunctional group of MI5 agents. I have to admit, when I watched the first episode, I had to spend some time discovering what it was actually about, and it's certainly not your average spy series. It is set in present-day London, and we see it from the viewpoint of the dark, sleazy areas of the city, the more or less underground life, if you like. Having just watched an episode of the 7/7 bombings, there are similarities in the camera work, the colour palette used and the editing, the placing of characters in the frame and the use of graphics.
Thursday. 8.25 p.m. It's been a really hot day. Even at this hour of the evening, my digital thermometer reads 32ºc.
I have bought a sun hat from Amazon. As is quite usual on Amazon, the choice is overwhelming. I needed one which was a good fit and not to tight on my head, because, from experience, a hat which is too tight causes a headache. I thought it a good idea to get a hat because of the current heatwave, and after my first heart attack in 2006, I was advised by a heart nurse to always wear a hat in hot weather. I ordered the hat and hoped it would be suitable. It was ordered around 7 a.m. on Tuesday, and it arrived around 5 p.m. I was impressed that it was delivered so quickly.
Saturday. 5.50 a.m. I have spent most of the night attempting to sleep. The heat has been intense, and it must be that which has caused the itchy back. I had a shower at around 10 o'clock, but it didn't really have much effect. I have now discovered that I have small raised spots on my back, which would be the cause of the itching.
8.05 a.m. If you follow my blogs regularly, you will know about my little dog, Alfie. He is a Yorkshire terrier and he is now 17 years old. You will know that I take him out regularly throughout the day, starting at around 6.30-7.00 a.m. But this morning I couldn't find him. As it's a small one-bedroom flat, there aren't many places he can hide. I looked in all the usual places, even under my bed, but still I couldn't find him. Eventually, I found him, under my desk, but in such a position it was impossible to get to him. I just left him to sleep. I think he found it cooler to sleep there. I have since managed to scoop him up and take him outside.
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