I’m melting!

It’s too fucking hot.  Seriously.  I’m not designed to cope with heat, I’m a creature of cold.  I’m Aberdeen born and raised, for the love of FSM.  Do you know how many days of actual summer weather I got growing up?  One day, if I was lucky.

Anyhoodle, weather rant over…

I’ve booked my tickets to go back home.  I’m going from the Thursday to the Tuesday (because the Monday is a Bank Holiday and fuck getting the train that day).  Coming back, I’m going to be in first class.  Didn’t request it, it must have been the only seat available.  If I want, I can request a meal in advance and pay on the train, which I might do just for the experience.

Mum was saying her and dad bought a smart Tv but, of course, they have no clue what they’re doing to connect it to the interwebs.

Wimbledon starts tomorrow!  The BBC’s coverage of the tournament is second to none.  I just had to retune my TV to get all the channels they are providing.

Finally got round to watching the two Paddington films last night.  they are gloriously brilliant.

Apart from that, not much to report.

Will