A Papal Summons
Slow to crawl out of bed this morning. A small breakfast for Lorraine and I who answered a Papal Summons to be at The Bath Arms with Catherine (Pope) and Tanya for Catherine's birthday.
Catherine and Tanya both looking slim and well. Catherine inspiring everyone as she talked about going to the gym for two hours a day, which she is doing with characteristic devotion and wholeheartedness. Tanya just finishing a course on book indexing, to move from working at the University to become a professional book indexer. This too seems to have made her slim.
Guy and Tim where also invited, and Lorraine and I had not seen them for ages. Guy talking about being chased into Boots by a homeless man randomly shouting Stop Thief! at him, after seeing Guy at a traffic lights transferring some rubbish from his pockets into his bag. This causing scenes with Boots security, but Guy eventually apologised to.
Just a lovely way to spend a Sunday afternoon, eating roast Sunday lunch, and sipping a few quality ales. with friends. Thanks to the Great Chad Adventure, I can see even more clearly what an utter luxury and luck it is to be able to enjoy such a thing.
Home by bus late in the afternoon, and settled lovingly into the gold sofa. Beth sipping honey and lemon today as a primitive strike against an oncoming cold. FaceTimed with Toby this evening, and it was good to catch up with him.
And on a football note: Chelsea keep losing. Having been champions last season, so far this season they are playing like rabble and losing consistently. I've been so used to enjoying Match of the Day where Chelsea usually winning every week, this new reality is warping my weekends.
Catherine and Tanya both looking slim and well. Catherine inspiring everyone as she talked about going to the gym for two hours a day, which she is doing with characteristic devotion and wholeheartedness. Tanya just finishing a course on book indexing, to move from working at the University to become a professional book indexer. This too seems to have made her slim.
Guy and Tim where also invited, and Lorraine and I had not seen them for ages. Guy talking about being chased into Boots by a homeless man randomly shouting Stop Thief! at him, after seeing Guy at a traffic lights transferring some rubbish from his pockets into his bag. This causing scenes with Boots security, but Guy eventually apologised to.
Just a lovely way to spend a Sunday afternoon, eating roast Sunday lunch, and sipping a few quality ales. with friends. Thanks to the Great Chad Adventure, I can see even more clearly what an utter luxury and luck it is to be able to enjoy such a thing.
Home by bus late in the afternoon, and settled lovingly into the gold sofa. Beth sipping honey and lemon today as a primitive strike against an oncoming cold. FaceTimed with Toby this evening, and it was good to catch up with him.
And on a football note: Chelsea keep losing. Having been champions last season, so far this season they are playing like rabble and losing consistently. I've been so used to enjoying Match of the Day where Chelsea usually winning every week, this new reality is warping my weekends.
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