Sunny and Pleasant

 Thursday. 7.30 a.m. The weather continues to be sunny and bright. I just hope it stays that way.

Excitement! I cleaned my fridge out yesterday morning. It is a fridge/freezer, but I didn't touch the freezer part. It has been in need of a cleaning for a while, but, like a lot of domestic jobs, it gets forgotten or avoided. It was running with water, but I have a dredging kit, which has a sort of syringe mechanism and a tube which you insert into the drainage hole at the back of the fridge. It will suck out any water which is in the unit and then you use a metal, spring-like device with a small brush on the end and this clears out a small amount of muck. It worked! You never get told that this will help with the matter of water engulfing your fridge. All now clean and fresh! Time and effort are very well spent.

Saturday. 10.15 a.m. I've got an Apple Watch. I bought it via Very. It was ordered last Sunday and it arrived via Royal Mail on Thursday lunchtime. It was easy enough to set up and does far more than I expected. I am pleased with it, and it connects to my MacbookPro, my iPhone and my iPad. My only gripe is, to charge, you have to plug the charger device into the Macbook, which is fine, but I need to charge it away from the laptop, so I will need to invest in a new charger which will plug in to various ports I have around the flat.

I've been doing more domestic work. Cleaning the bathroom floor and washing the mats. I took out the rubbish earlier this morning and had another encounter with a rat in the bin store. It jumped out and ran out through the gate. Eeek! A bit of a shock, as you might imagine. Someone on Facebook has posted a solution to a rat problem. Get an owl, as they will leave as they are scared of owls. What a great idea, and totally environmental. No poison or other noxious material. This matter was bought up on Wednesday afternoon at the Tenant's meeting.

Sunday. 7.10 a.m. A really rather pleasant, sunny morning.

The digital thermometer currently reads 24˚C. Things are definitely hotting up. I have had my electric fan on for the past couple of days.

I have a parking space outside Dexter House. There are several along the street. It is a 'first come, first served' sort of arrangement. I prefer to have my car off the street as I always think it is safer. I can see my car from my flat window. But recently there has been a problem, caused by a large flatbed lorry which is often parked where I need to get in and out of my parking space. Some mornings it can be so close that it makes it virtually impossible to get out without scraping it. I really don't think this sort of vehicle should be parked in a residential street.

Goodness Gracious Me!

 Friday. 5.25 a.m. It's bright and early, and I've already taken Alfie out. 

Yesterday, after going to The Oaktree Centre for Bible study and help with packing up Acorns, playgroup (I don't go earlier because it opens earlier than it used to. There are two sessions, and the second one finishes at 12.15.) I drove home and immediately went into the shopping centre to have a browse and go into Costa which is opposite Marks and Spencer. I had a cold drink, caramel (not sure what it's called), cheese and ham toastie and banana and pecan cake.  Very tasty. Then into Waterstone's. Bought two books, one from Anthony Horowitz, 'The Magpie Murders'. It's currently being shown on BBC1 and on 'Britbox', although I haven't watched it. I may once I've read the novel. The other, 'This Sweet Sickness', by Patricia Highsmith. I've read a couple of her novels, 'The Talented Mr Ripley' and 'Strangers on A Train' which was made into a film by Alfred Hitchcock. I think her novels are best described as psychological thrillers.

Saturday. 5.05 a.m. Alfie and I were out well before 5 o'clock this morning. He was doing his usual barking when he saw me getting ready to go out. The buildings in the city centre, which are normally seen from Oldbrook Green, were obscured by fog. Completely hidden by grey and gloom, but it was reasonably mild out.

12.20 p.m. My Sky mobile SIM contract will expire in June. I wasn't aware of this. I was under the impression that it was paid for with my iPhone payments, which are paid in instalments. I had an email informing me that this was about to happen and that I could end my contract or continue. I don't want to change to a different provider, so I telephoned the call centre (I was wondering if it should be open this morning, as it's a Saturday. Fortunately, it was. The young man who answered was extremely helpful. He informed me that I hardly use my data allowance, and he advised me to go for a lower allowance, which would reduce my costs considerably. So, I now have 6 GB of data and cost £7 per month. I also learned that my contract, which pays for the iPhone 12 I currently have, expires in June next year, meaning that I can upgrade to a newer model iPhone when the contract ends and the phone is paid off.

Sunday. 7.00 a.m. I have been up since well before 4 o'clock this morning. The reason was that there was a noise somewhere within Dexter House. I have a feeling an ambulance was called because someone fell over in the corridor, but I'm not sure, and I didn't investigate. Because I couldn't sleep, I read a chapter of my current book, 'Les Misérables.'  I did some clearing up in the kitchen and even cleaned the bath! I know, rather odd, but it's cleaner than it's ever been since I moved into the flat.

I took out Alfie at around 5.15, with him barking outside the bathroom door, where I get dressed. As I write this, the sun is shining and it's relatively mild.

2.45 p.m. I have been watching the National Theatre production of 'Much Ado About Nothing' on the National Theatre At Home app (and shown on my Hitachi HD television.) This production, which was originally in repertoire in the Lyttleton Theatre at the National Theatre's South Bank Home, is set in a 1930s hotel and has Katherine Parkinson as Beatrice and John Heffernan as Benedict. There was an element of a 1930s film musical about it, mixed with that of a Marx Brothers film, with mistaken identity and plenty of visual gags. I have also seen the David Tennant/Catherine Tate production of the same play, and, of the two plays, I think they had a far sense of chemistry than in the more recent National Theatre production.

Summer and Sunshine

Wednesday. 7.50 a.m.  I realized that I had no milk for breakfast yesterday evening but I didn't go out to buy some, so this morning I had to go out because I can't start my day without my cup of tea or cereal. My car was running low on fuel, so I decided that I could get that done and buy milk from the ESSO station on Childs Way. I went out before 7 o'clock. Easy enough to drive there as the roads are more or less clear, another positive of lockdown. Usually Marlborough Street would be nose-to-tail at that time until around 9 o'clock, but it was a straightforward journey there and back. I can't really go anywhere else, such as shopping in Sainsbury's, which I must do later in the day, because I'm awaiting the arrival of my new iPhone 12 which is due sometime today. I should get a text message from the DPD driver who will deliver the phone and will let me know approximately what time it will be delivered.

Later.  11.15 a.m I was about to go out to Sainsbury's when I checked my emails and found one from DPD, who will deliver the iPhone and it informed me that it would be delivered between 2.10 and 3.10. So at least I know not to go out during that time slot.

Later. The iPhone arrived at around 2.40 p.m. I soon had it set up and working. Removing the SIM card from the old iPhone wasn't that easy because there wasn't the little key that opens the tiny tray on the side of the phone, which you normally get when you buy your iPhone, so I had to improvise with a darning needle. But putting the SIM into the new iPhone wasn't as difficult as it could have been. Because of having iCloud my apps were automatically transferred to the new phone and I got it connected to my broadband router and things were virtually complete.

Thursday. 11.00 a.m. I've managed to clear old data from the old iPhone, including apps and I had it packed up in the Jiffy Bag which came with the new phone and it has been taken to the post office in Coffee Hall and handed over. I should get a credit on my account and it means I don't have it laying around the flat unused and at least it will be refurbished and get a new life elsewhere. It was in really good condition when I removed it from its case, although I did wipe it with a wet wipe before putting it in the packaging.

Alfie was in his element when we went out at 10.15. I saw the lady who has Toto, the little shitzu, in the middle of Oldbrook Green. I let Alfie off his lead and it was like one of those romantic films where the lovers see one another from afar and run to each other in slow-motion, with soft focus, the music swells and it's 'happily ever after', and such cliches they use in rom-com. It wasn't just Toto and Alfie, we were joined by several other dogs and they had a good run around, including a few treats, which Alfie really appreciated.

Is It Over And Out?

Monday. 6.00 a.m. So, Matt Hancock, Secretary of State for Health, has resigned over breaking social distancing regulations that he helped set up. All due because he was caught kissing his aide which was caught on CCTV camera. It wasn't necessarily the kiss that has caused the uproar, but the fact that they were in a clinch and obviously breaking the social distancing regulations. All this makes a mockery of the rules on this and is like rubbing our faces in the dirt, those of us who have gone along with what we've been told, kept strictly to the rules. It's a certain hypocrisy  amount of which is so unbelievable, a case of 'do as I say, but not as I do.' So, it would seem it's definitely 'over and out' for Hancock. The question everyone is asking, was he pushed, or did he jump? 

Well, that's over. Can we now get on with our lives? No, you can't. You've got to be good and do as you're told. Or you'll be arrested and have to pay a fine.

I was surprised that it was raining when we went out at 5.50 a.m. Alfie didn't stay outside too long when he realized it was raining. 

I'm currently watching the recent BBC1 adaptation of 'Les Miserables', the version which was shown over Christmas and New Year 2019. It's adapted by Andrew Davies who has made a successful career out of adaptations for television of classic novels, including the 1995 'Pride and Prejudice', which had Colin Firth as Mr. Darcey in it and has become the definitive version of that novel. Having seen the musical version on stage twice, once in the West End at the Place Theatre and then two years ago when the touring version visited Milton Keynes as well as seeing the 2012 film adaptation as well as reading the Victor Hugo novel (some 1500 pages or so.) I think I know the story very well. This is a more faithful version that has six hours to tell the story and can therefore go a good deal deeper than a 3-hour stage or film musical can possibly manage. 

Tuesday. 6.45 a.m. Another somewhat overcast day. It seemed dry enough when I took out Alfie for his usual walk.

Still in Groundhog Day. Now that Hancock has gone as Health Secretary we have a replacement, Sajid Javid, former Chancellor of The Exchequer. His approach to the pandemic is a good deal less 'Nanny State' and insists that we return to near-enough normality on 19th July. Thank goodness! I just hope that we can at least not have to wear face coverings and social distancing is either entirely removed or somehow relaxed in some way.

Wednesday. 6.00 a.m. I was out with Alfie around 5.30 this morning. Well, if you're awake and you have a very lively Yorkie that's got a need to go out, why not just go for it? Not warm, but still mild and fairly pleasant.

There was a certain amount of noise coming from The Cricketers (well, I presume it was there.) as I did washing up yesterday evening. I think it was because England had just beaten Germany in their game in the Euro football game. I'm not interested in football, as you will have realized if you follow my blog posts. But it's good that there's something positive to give people a lift after near enough eighteen months of lockdown and misery which it's caused. The outside of this pub has been decorated with flags of all nations in celebration of this football competition and certainly adding a touch of colour to the area around Chadwick Drive and Oldbrook Boulevard.

I have a new iPhone 12 arriving sometime today! My contract with Sky Mobile has finished and because Sky had a very good deal on iPhones (other mobiles are available, even if they're not as good as iPhones!) I decided it was too good to miss. I won't be paying much more per month than I am currently with around the same amount of data. I will return the old iPhone 7 back to Sky and get a credit on my new contract and, with the data I have used each month 'rolls over' and can be used to get a discount on the contract. So getting excited about it arriving. Red iPhone 12. Now I have the fun of transferring the SIM card from the old mobile into the new iPhone, which isn't difficult but very fiddly getting that tiny little chip into the little tray that slides out of the side of these mobiles. This is because I will be keeping my phone number as I really don't want to change it. I ordered a case for the new case which had arrived in the post from Amazon. I always get cases for my various gadgets because I want to look after them. My iPad and this MacBook air which this is being written on have their own cases. If you're going to buy expensive gadgets, then it makes sense to me to keep them in good condition.