
But I was struggling to get my head together, although it cleared shortly afterwards. I was surprised at how well I was doing mentally and physically under the circumstances. Naturally, this was not to continue. I knew somehow that the ‘Big Fade‘ was bound to fall sooner or later. I took a snap of the morning view.
I sorted the waste bags. Later, Shaquille took them to the rubbish chute for me. That was kind of him.
This is a big one this time. Four items are missing, I’m glad there were, too! Well, they were out of stock.
Cumberland pies, Shepherd’s pie, sausage & mash, and, what I plan to have for today, a Toad in the
It was a challenge to get everything in the fridge. I tried various combinations to get all the fodder into the fridge.
Although the freezer was filled, and I got all three breads and baguettes in alright, I’m just glad I forgot to order any chips and pasties because they would never have fit in. Haha!
Then I went to the kitchen to get the kettle on. I made a brew, and then I went back to the computer, where I diligently stayed grafting away until
Started feeling tired & weary again. I was about to save everything down ready to close down the computer, and a message from Norton came on the screen. Something like… the writing; “We have found 3,429 errors on your hard drive. Click here to repair”
Well, the repair started, and 30 seconds later, Norton told me the Repairs were Completed. A restart would be needed. Not wanting to lose the work I had done, I tried to save the blog and CorelDraw work. But Windows also told me a restart.
So, I lost all my heart. The hours of work will all be lost and need to be done again in the morning. Humph!
I nervously pressed the restart.
Then, when it reloaded, Norton said I needed a Scan needed doing, so I did. It came out all clear.
After refusing several pricey and complicated, not fully understood offers of various route protectors and dark internet extras, I closed down windows.
I sat for a moment, ultra depressed at losing all the work, then…
THE BIG FADE FELL – AGAIN!
Carer Israel came, the laundry returned, and I put it away in the morning.
The night shots taken of the view looked rather like the mood I was in. Glum, dark, depressed… Arrgh!
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Cheers!
You are well stocked. Out of pork belly. Sad state of affairs.
Overstocked methinks, Tim. Haha!
Pork bellyless… Argh!
Cheers, Tim.
The ode is certainly top of the range
Thank yers, Paul. Appreciate that.
🙂