It’s been a pretty good 24 hours, and when things are good for that long, it’s worth documenting.
Nothing huge, just a run of good things and I’m absolutely here for it.
News that they’re doing up the peas sign back home in Sheffield (more on that this weekend).
Last night was a great night out at the Dias Tavern in Claremont.
Great food, great company, good laughs, nice beer.
What’s not to like?
And then just now, I finally managed to overcome the payment gateway demons and put down a deposit for a trip next month. More of that later, but it’s been BAIE FRUSTRASIE! trying to give this hotel some money, so when things finally went through a few moments ago, we were pretty chuffed.
The gate motor that has been plaguing us with issues is going to be replaced very soon. Geckoes and age were the main two causes of its demise. It was old, and then the geckoes moved in and pushed it, Harold Shipman-like, over the edge.
This sort of picture…
…isn’t something we ever struggled with in the UK.
My blood test results are mostly back (just a few more due at 4pm), and I do appear to have nailed my reference ranges throughout. No issues whatsoever, which – at my sort of age – is about as good as you can hope for.
And I’m off out for dinner again this evening: paid for, nogal! (Last night was lovely and all, but I did have to pay for my tentacles, and Joe’s Special.) (I know, right?!?)
And so – right now – it’s all good.
Long may it continue.