I guess whoever is up earliest on a Thursday gets to make it, and isn’t being up really early cause enough for complaint in itself? Hmm, this is far too deep philosophy for so early in the morning.
Anyway. My main complaint this week is that our new neighbours have got a new tiny puppy. It’s a little bulldog type thing I believe, but absolutely tiny so even the couple of glimpses I’ve had of it running around the back garden it’s been mostly hidden in the grass.
The complain is not the existence of a new tiny neighbour, it’s that I can’t think of a not-socially awkward way of meeting it.
I demand to meet the puppy!
Anyway how’s your Thursday? Get it all off your chest before the weekend, that’s the healthy way.
As we sat in our cozy living room all weekend, me under my electric blanket, binge watching Futurama over the absolute racket of it pissing down against the roof of the conservatory, I thought of you and yours and your ill-fated camping trip. Hope you managed to have a bit of a nice time regardless.
Honestly, it wasn’t too bad. I had a new super comfy sleeping mat so I popped in the earplugs and slept right through. It was only the nights and the last day that were especially rainy, and the campsite had a bothy so I ran over there on the last morning with the Aeropress and made some fresh coffee out of the rain. The main issue was the soggy tent, which is dry now. I just don’t know if I can face a second trip if it’s going to be raining the whole time, especially if I need to pitch the tent in the rain. Luckily this time the campsite is less than an hour away, so we can wait until the last minute to make a decision