I have subscribed to Apple Pay: very exciting. We’re getting our excitements where we can. We’ve turned on the Aga, delightful though I am slightly dreading the bill in due course.
Mr. Waffle picked up what I hope are the last of the apples. These have fallen after the pickers came and took 83kgs and the gardener pruned the trees. I mean, how many can there be left?
I met the next door neighbour while clearing up in the garden and he says they’re going to get their scullery extended. Since we share a sloping scullery roof, it probably makes sense for us to do ours at the same time but I’m not sure we can a)stand it or b) afford it. Food for thought.
I have completely abandoned the cleaning rota and decided that we can live in squalor for the duration of lockdown. Perhaps a mistake but I’m willing to give it a go.
Do you remember that over the summer I wrote about the two girls on paddle boards who were rescued after 15 hours at sea? It was such a nice news story in all the Covid gloom. A local fisherman had worked out where they were likely to be and he and his son went and found them. Apparently the fisherman drowned during the week. Isn’t that just awfully sad?
I have an interview on Monday and as part of it I have to give a presentation. I practised it on herself and she said that she had seen a new side to me. Pause. “Actually no, it’s the person who makes me put away my laundry.” That is certainly the vibe I am going for.
Between interview prep and work, today has been underwhelming, however, cinema night tonight, rejoice. And I see Joe Biden has won the America election. It could all be worse.
Updated to add: We had “The Martian” for cinema night. It was Michael’s choice and we all enjoyed it very much. He’s delighted with himself.