… some interesting people living around here.
We’re coming towards the end of November and there’s a guy standoing in the sea. I couldn’t see what he was doing but taking the photo and enlarging it, I could see that he was stringing a net across the rocks just down here underneath the headland.
Good luck to him, say I. You wouldn’t catch me out there in the water at this time of year.
Last night, although it took ages to go off to sleep, I was well away until the alarm went off. And after the usual rest, brzakfast and further rest, I did a load of washing in my new machine.
That led to my switching on of the heating. It’s been turned off for the last few days. I’ve put the washing on the airer, stood it on two chairs in the bay window in the dinign area, and switched on the heater underneath it. And even as I type, it’s all comparatively dry. The heater works a treat.
After lunch and a little 20-minute snooze, I went for a walk around the headland, when I encountered our fisherman. No schoolkids today, and nothing else of any importance.
After tea though, on my walk around the walls, I encountered another furry feline friend. Rather timid, this one (as her owner explained) and when I knelt down to stroke her, she cleared off.
Tea was a tin of something old, with bulghour and pasta. Quick and simple, and quite tasty.
I’ll see about an early night too. A good sleep will do me the world of good, I reckon.
