You’ve got food on your back, you’ve got clothes in your mouth

I was supposed to get a smart gas meter fitted today, so I was up early.  The guy turned up, took photos, went outside then came back and said he couldn’t fit it because there’s something he needs.  Thankfully, this was done by 8:30, so I went back to bed.

I had to get some cross stitch stuff, so I headed out to the craft shop just out of town.  I got the stuff I needed.  I also got this:

Yes, that’s neon yellow cross stitch thread.  Yes, it’s fucking awesome.  (I’ve also since ordered some glow in the dark thread.)

I also got spray on fabric glue for sticking patches to my jacket.  It’s easier than the glue I was using before, gives a more even distribution and needs less time to set.

On Saturday, I also had some Duff beer:

My two latest pics to go up:

I’m currently rewatching the new season of Leverage.  It’s excellent.

The Wimbledon women’s final was outstanding.  The Euro’s final was OK.

Sunday, I made balsamic and herb chicken:

It was bloody gorgeous.  Definitely making it again.

I’ll leave you with the song that I got my title from:

Will