It was so hot for most of the week that I spent a lot of time in a state of horizontal lassitude. The house is better than the flat was, thanks to not having floor-to-ceiling glass on one side. It would be better if we had something other than just curtains, that could block the direct light and still allow air through. We have a plan to fit shutters (and even know who is going to do it) but that will take a few weeks to get sorted.
I’ve lived in hotter places, but England is more unpleasant both because it’s humid and because none of the infrastructure is designed for the few days of actual heat each year.
Anyway, it’s not hot now. It rained so much today that a load of roads and stations are flooded. It does feel like the equilibrium of the climate systems is breaking down and that they’re exhibiting ever wilder behaviour, doesn’t it?
I fitted some more skirting board in the living room. That was the most complex section, with two corners and a complex cut where it meets the stairs. Only two more sections of wall to go. I just need a dry day so that I can do the sawing in the garden, and today was not that day.
We had a very fancy dinner at Gauthier Soho on Friday, by managing to pick up a late cancellation. I spent most of Saturday recovering from the excess. Soho was thronging and lively, and I was happy to see it.
The latest software update for my AKAI MPC One was an unexpected bonus. They’ve added a load of new synthesiser engines, including an emulated ARP Odyssey and a rather lovely sounding Mellotron. It also now supports USB audio interfaces for more input and output channels. The last couple of updates have added so many new capabilities to the device for free: last time, it was a drum synthesiser with various electronic and realistic models; this time it’s new voices and effects and device support. I’m absolutely delighted.
Perhaps this coming week I’ll finally sort out this spare room so that I can walk around without tripping over boxes. Perhaps not. Tune in next week to find out!
I spent three days this week on a beginners’ Scottish Gaelic course for speakers of Irish. It’s a good idea for a course: the languages are very similar, so you don’t really start from the same point as an English speaker would, and it’s more a case of learning what’s different than of learning from the ground up.
I gave blood again, for the 34th time. Each donation is a US pint (it’s one of the rare occasions when the UK is on the receiving end of cultural imperialism), so that makes about 16L over my lifetime, approximately three adult humans’ worth. It’s also enough to run a shower for two minutes, or fill one fifth of a bath. I don’t know which would be more horrifying. Probably the shower. It was my first donation under the new, significantly less homophobic blood donor rules, which is a good change to see in operation.
Our sofa was delivered on Monday morning. I managed to clear enough space to be able to wrangle it out of the box and screw on the legs. The box the sofa came in was the size of a double coffin. Written on the side was the message, “please keep the packaging in case you return the product for any reason”. As if. Where? Not having a spare house to dedicate to the packaging, I folded it up and, once we’d established that we were happy enough with the seat, took it to the reuse and recycling centre. Well, it would hardly fit in a wheelie bin.
We moved house today.
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