Shpedoinkle!

The pic is nicked from the FB page for my gym and is the swimming pool I use.  On the left is the jacuzzi.  They call it a spa, but it’s a fucking jacuzzi.  The bit benched off is the steam room, sauna and the shower for them.  They’re, for obvious reasons, off limits at the moment.  I just thought I’ve talked a lot about swimming here, you might like to see where it happens.

The course went well.  On the Monday, the tutor was off.  So we did workbook stuff until midday, went to get our free packed lunch then home.  On the Tuesday, we were off, so I had a lazy day at home.  Wednesday was the food safety course, which I hopefully passed.  Thursday was a race to catch up on what we missed (we were supposed to do stuff at home on the Tuesday but, well…)  Friday was finishing up.  I also came home with four bags of crisps as I was the only person who liked the flavour we all got.

Last week, well, read my last two entries.

My slow cooker died on Monday, so I’ve just bought myself a new one.  I was planning to get another 1.5 litre one, but only one place had one and there were plenty of places that had 3.5 litre ones for a couple of quid more.  I had sort of been thinking about getting a bigger one, so I said sod it and did so.

I did see one I was tempted by where the outside is a chalk board, but I’d never use that bit, so I didn’t bother.

Tomorrow, I’m christening the new one with white wine garlic chicken.

Last weekend, I made paella for the first time:

It was gorgeous.

I’ve got an addition to my wall of music:

It’s a signed Emily Barker print that I got with her new album, A Dark Murmuration of Words.  I’ve been a fan of hers since I saw her supporting Frank Turner on tour, so it was an easy buy and the album is absolutely gorgeous.  Highly recommend it.  This isn’t a song from her album, but it’s the first song of hers I heard.  It’s about Sister Rosetta Tharpe:

(And I’ve just discovered that if you paste a youtube link directly into the editor window, it automatically adds the video for you.)

Tonight, I’m going to see The New Mutants, just so I can have the ticket stub to prove it was actually released.

Monday, someone is coming round to do a gas safety check.  They could have done it yesterday, but they didn’t contact me on Thursday to set it up until about 11pm which pissed me off, so fuck him.

Have to go put the washing on.

Will