To be fair, I really didn’t mind the rain if it meant there were no insane crowds, pollen or bugs.
State of the wine cellar
We don’t have a wine drinking problem. We have a wine storage problem.
I understand why some animals eat their young.
Typical conversation with the offspring these days:
I’m hungry.
So make yourself something.
But I’m in the middle of a game.
OK. What do you want?
I don’t know.
You’re really not helping.
*silence*
Fine, we have some hot-dog sausages that need to be eaten before they go bad. I’ll make you those.
*silence*
*grills hot-dogs on the bbq*
Right. Sausages are done. What do you want with them?
*mimes something*
What? I don’t understand. Come here, leave your [gaming console].
*yeling* I said just ketchup. I’m in the middle of a game and my friends could hear you. Just ketchup. I’m not that hungry.
*walks away, valiantly trying not to murder brattish child*
I fucking hate Fortnite.
Cat trap
Caves ouvertes du Valais 2019
We went to Gillard, Varone and Maye and came back with probably too much wine… Not cheap, but we focused on quality rather than quantity. The Bonvin cuvée 1858 is a gem!
Day in Vevey
It’s a long weekend and we’ve been to Vevey. Gorgeous day. Saw the stadium where the Fête des Vignerons show will be held. Impressive bit of kit, given that it’s only a temporary venue but can seat 20,000 people.
The view of the lake was beautiful, as ever.
Grumpy old cat git
He’s old, grumpy, has bad habits, is a vet bill money pit, but he’s part of the family and we love him.
1st bbq of the season
Cheap and cheerful hotdog with coleslaw, onions, mayo and chili sauce. Simple, yet very effective.
Every damn night
I come home from work and change into more comfy clothing and leave my work stuff on my bed. Every night when I get ready for bed, Pavel has colonised my stuff and covered it in ginger fluff.
Not one of my finer moments
So. Scene. As part of the weight loss process, I try and go to the gym at work twice a week. There’s a locker room with attached showers. When I exercise, I leave my watch and my rings in my jean pocket.
Today, after having showered, I’m in my boxers getting re-dressed. I take out my watch to put it on and FWING! all my rings fall out of my pocket and go pinging around the floor.
So, here I am, in my underwear, on my hands and knees, crawling around the locker room floor while someone else is having a shower and all I can think is “please don’t come out now”.