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The 11th of August.

Well, it has been a very curious sort of day. I got up early, because I was going to meet Selina at Windowbox Café at ten for breakfast. When I got there, I saw Carl (from Aston back in the day) was working so we said hi and I ordered a coffee to drink while I waited. However, Selina did not appear, or reply to my texts, which was worrying. After forty five minutes, I was hungry so I ordered some French toast with pancetta and maple syrup and another coffee and it was delicious. At about half eleven, I left, but I texted her again to ask her to let me know she was alright. When I got home, I received a reply to say that her mum had turned her alarm off to let her sleep in! Little bit annoying but her intentions were good. She gave me a ring this afternoon, so we had a lovely chat about the piece of art she is in the process of creating. Normally I hate talking on the phone, but actually it was really nice.

The rest of my afternoon was incredibly wearisome, playing a level of Rayman that killed me a frustrating amount of times, and it took me about three hours, but I am really glad it’s over. I do not know how ten year old me dealt with how utterly fucking useless Rayman is sometimes. I just knew I had to get to the end because you can’t save in the middle of a level and the thought of doing it all again was intolerable.

The 12th of August.

Most of today has been super boring. Well, for you to read. For me, it has been a bit tedious but enjoyable simultaneously.

Crochet and tv. This morning, it was Sunday Brunch, and when that finished, it was House. I just needed to get to the end of the back and forth rounds of the dress, and I finally have. Now I have to do the final decorative bit, which will be more interesting.

That has been literally all I have done today. However, I did stop at about five for two hours because one of my old friends from school, Sam, came round. She was in Birmingham for a psychology course and I saw this and asked if she wanted to meet up, so we did! I have not seen her for about nine years I think, so it was good to a) find out what she’s up to (training to be a psychologist) and b) reminisce about school, mainly good stuff but also some of the less good stuff – our class was not known for our exemplary behaviour. We obviously talked a bit about medical stuff too, and I have impressed upon her the importance of becoming a stem cell donor. She’s going to do it. I’m going to check. It is so cheering to be able to talk to someone that I know, have known for so long, we’ve both grown and changed, but can come back together as if no time has passed at all.

The 16th of June.

Three hours of sleep. Street noise, bin lorries, club music unbelievable. Drop off about four. Up at seven. Pad about, make disgusting scummy tea. Refuse hotel breakfast, insist we go on family trip to Hjem for delightful Danish pastries and granola and really good coffee. Feel better. Go to V&A to meet Christine. She and Daddy go to Ocean Liners, Mommy to fashion, I go to miniature portraits, except the wrong way via household objects. Finally get to tiny pictures, just reach the end when Auntie Hilary texts me to say she and Jeremy are here. I sweep round jewellery, marvelling at the sparkly things, go to find family. Go to restaurant, and spend three hours eating and catching up on life in detail. Have to leave at three to get back to Euston for train home. Big hugs. Taxi to station. Buy fruity drink and magazines. Get put in least favourite wheelchair position. Train stops at Rugby because of suicide. Everyone gets off and we wait for ramp. Then train is allowed to go to Coventry; we go alone. Alight at Coventry, find ourselves stuck. Wait for coach. For some reason, no coaches will go to Birmingham so after 40 minutes we are put in a taxi. Driver gets lost trying to find New Street station so we end up getting out in Chinatown. Daddy goes to get the car from the NIA car park, Mommy and I go to the station to get food from M&S, wait for Daddy. He picks us up, we drive home, get here just after eight, two hours late. Pain indescribable. Cushions feel like clouds. I eat crumpets. I take Zopiclone. I collapse.

The 17th of June.

No energy today. Had two Zopiclone last night, so today I’m useless but I don’t care. My bed was amazing.

Unsurprisingly, I haven’t much to say. This morning, during breakfast and coffee, I watched Sunday Brunch (sort of – I couldn’t tell you what happened). I wanted to give crocheting a hexagon a try because I’m going to make a blanket of them. Thought I ought to practise. When getting out a hook, I discovered that two have gone missing (the 2.5mm and the 10mm). I had the 10 out not long ago to make the multicoloured cardigan, yet it has disappeared. We’ve searched everywhere but they’re nowhere to be found. I can’t lie, I was so tired and confused, I nearly cried.

Dolly is back under the chair (she managed to get under the front which is frankly very impressive) and not coming out for anything, so this afternoon I sat with her, crocheting a hexagon with one of the hooks I do have, and watching The Incredibles. Nothing that required memory or attention. By the end, I’d got her to eat a Dreamie I put right in front of her face.

After that, I wrote about the weekend and now it is time for partridge. I want to go to bed for a week.

The 23rd of May.
Knackered again. I would really like a coffee, but it’s too late now. And I have finished the bag of Jelly Babies that normally reside beside me so I can’t even get a sugar hit.
I spent my morning having my hair coloured at Black Sheep. Well, technically, the morning was just bleaching, while I read The Cutting Edge (the new Lincoln Rhyme book), then it was after noon when the colour was applied. I showed Sophie some pictures of the new kittens, and she loves Daphne. I don’t blame her; she is the most photogenic. The colours we have gone for this time are a slate base, then stripes in purple, green, slate and a pinky red.
When finished, we made a quick trip to Boots because I needed a new toothbrush. Showbiz. By the time we got home, it was gone 2pm and I was very hungry. I watched the penultimate episode of The Blacklist and if Samar doesn’t wake up I will be furious. Then I listened to The Naughty Step while I took a lot of selfies to document the new hair.
Finally, I sat with the kitties and watched some of Bates Motel. I’m ignoring the unrealistic depiction of the girl on oxygen. Dolly came out for a bit and we did some more looking at each other. I’ll make her like me.

The 24th of May.
Really looking forward to sleep tonight. I’ve had three coffees today but still, bedtime is going to be great. Might even have two Zopiclones. Fuck it, I want a big nap.
This morning, Selina and I finally had this coffee that we have been planning and postponing for months. It was very lovely! Really, we didn’t have long enough – we spent an hour recapping our past ten years, interspersed with odd Handsworth recollections, including the realisation that actually, Miss Mold and Miss Jackson had a beautiful, enduring friendship. So we’re going to do it again, and next time we can talk about current things.
Back at home, I had some lunch, then Mommy went to Grandma’s and I had to twiddle my thumbs until the Amazon man arrived with my hair paste – didn’t want to be in the middle of befriending a cat only to chuck them away when the doorbell rang. He appeared just after I had made a coffee which was excellent timing. Had that, then I got Daphne to sit on my lap for about five minutes of Bates Motel. I’m happy with that.

 

The 27th of April.

Baby news! No, not royal baby news, couldn’t give a monkey’s about Prince Louis. No, John and Maddie (whose wedding we went to last summer) have had their baby! She is called Esmée and she is small and pink and angry-looking but I’m sure she’ll cheer up soon.

I’d just got a blog post written up when Denise arrived with a kitty for me! She (the cat) had been taken to the vet by someone wanting to put her to sleep, purely because she has a wound on her side, we think some kind of allergic reaction to a bite, and they couldn’t cope with it. But Brynn didn’t want to do that when she is so young (we think only about a year old) and otherwise healthy, so he called us. We have to clean the site with hibiscrub every day, but she’s very friendly and amenable so hopefully it shouldn’t be a problem.

I stayed with her for an hour until we had to go to the QE to have my right eye done. Thankfully, because there were only three lashes together, Mr. Kolli wanted to get me done first and quickly which I was only too happy to go along with. It was him doing the procedure today, and he did just the one injection. However, today’s was the most painful I think I’ve had. Still, it worked swiftly, he zapped the rogue lashes and whacked the patch on. I had my custard creams, then was discharged to spend the afternoon trying to ignore the itching and sitting with my new friend, who we can’t decide on a name for.

The 28th of April.

It has been a very good day!

I woke up a little bit early and watched Riverdale in bed (#JusticeForMidge) before getting up and dressed to see Adam this morning.

I got to Yorks just before him, swooping in on a table as two guys left it. Vulture skills. He popped up behind me as I was about to message him so we had a big hug then got coffee and cake. He told me some very exciting news which I will have to keep secret for a while but I look forward to it being shared. I got to give him the little cinnamon bun I crocheted and he is going to put it on his Dean shelf. He told me about how things are going at Oxford and I told him about Porno Live because he is a Belinker too.

Daddy came to pick me up because we had tickets to Infinity War at half two, so we had another massive hug and Adam went back to the station while we got in the car. I can’t say anything about the film but I have a lot of feelings. I nearly did a cry, but I also cheered a lot. It was very stressful.

Back at home, I got the new kitty (still can’t decide on a name) to fall asleep on my lap! Cat Whisperer is me.

 

The 17th of April.

I was supposed to be out tonight but I decided against it; felt like more trouble than it was worth.

This morning, I put up a blog post, then went back upstairs to put gym clothes on and try on the jumper I finished yesterday. Doing it with a smaller hook has made it fit me just right – I’m glad I didn’t go half a millimetre less or I’d be in trouble.

After lunch, I went to the gym. Had a very productive session, and all the youths are back at school so not getting in my way. I had to keep giving people looks that conveyed “No, I haven’t been punched in the face, please don’t ask me any questions”. It ranges between purple and yellow at the moment.

Got home at about half four, and I was going to get changed, have dinner and we were going to go back out. However, from looking at Twitter, the recording tonight is massively oversubscribed so there’s no guarantee I’d get in, Steve isn’t working, then there’s the palaver of picking up Daddy from the airport before me. It all just felt like much hassle and I can’t be arsed so I am staying home and I’ll hear it when it goes out.

The 18th of April.

One day of sunshine and all the men take their shirts off. Seriously, it warms up even a little bit and we are forced to view all the torsos in the land.

I did not much fancy sunbathing. I had an appointment with Trine at eleven this morning, so I had to deal with all the necessary pain that comes with that. The right side of my lower back has been really bad so I could’ve let her work on that for the whole time, but my neck has its own troubles. Love the squeezy painful pressure and ice.

After lunch, I have binged on Scandal and crocheted. The other jumper again, but longer and hopefully not so itchy. I also rang the QE’s eye department, because someone there had got confused and cancelled my appointment with Dr. Barry in May and rescheduled it for July with Mr. Kolli. I can understand why, but I had to explain to them that I see two different doctors for different reasons within the same clinic. It’s complicated.

The 9th of December.

I have had a most productive day of crochet. Pretty much straight after breakfast, Mommy and Daddy went into town for very targeted shopping (as in, there was a list and they stuck to it). They were out until about half twelve, so I took the opportunity to work on Mommy’s Christmas present. I made some good progress on that, although as it grows, it does seem to go slower. I have to be careful to not lose focus or one wrong stitch can really fuck it up.

I got it put away before they returned, and they had brought me a German market pretzel! Joy. I warmed it up and enjoyed its excessive saltiness, before getting to work on a different crochet present this afternoon. Not such festive viewing today – I started watching The Sinner on Netflix while waiting for Ann and Tom to come and visit the kittens, then I watched the second episode after they left.

I’m doing very well on the afternoon crochet, on my third ball of wool of five, so I should be able to finish it in a day or so, if I do some solid work.

The 10th of December.

Finished! No distractions today – nobody has been anywhere because of the snow. It has barely stopped, although the heaviness of the flurries has been varied.

I didn’t have a great start to the day, because my advent calendar coffee was disgusting. It happened once last year, when the tasting notes were strawberries and cream. Today, it was apricot. I made Mommy taste it and she agreed it was gross, and made me a normal one.

I have spent the day as planned – purely crocheting. I finished what I was working on yesterday after working solidly until about half past three. I’m very pleased with what I’ve done, especially since it required techniques that I’ve not really done before. Well done me. Then I started on another thing, which is a potential present but it depends how it comes out.

I think I have decided upon a wrapping theme, but I’ll need to go shopping to see if it’s available.

 

The 1st of December.

Food show day! So I got home last night about eleven, didn’t get to sleep for ages, and was up early at seven. Bleah. I’m having Zopiclone tonight.

We were at Grandma’s for 9 and it was freezing. I had to put a blanket over my legs for the car journey. When we arrived, I went straight to Starbucks for a peppermint mocha, then I got a programme and worked out where I wanted to go. Mainly cake-based stalls.

I bought three brownies – one from Gower Cottage, two from The Brownie Bar (triple chocolate and Nutella), a slice of chocolate rainbow cake from a coffee stand, a box of drinking fudge and a slice of salted caramel fudge from Fudge Kitchen, and some filter papers for my advent calendar. Then I was done! So I had to kill time until Mommy and Grandma were done, which I did by watching cooking demos and reading a book on my phone. I caught up with them for lunch (wild boar burger), then we came home.

I got to finally open my advent calendars! First coffee in my Christmas mug and biscuit. Super tasty. Then this afternoon has been lots of planning, and Ann and Tom came to visit the kittens again.

So tired. 

The 2nd of December.

Today has been exasperating and tedious. I had planned to spend my day doing loads of crochet, but very little has happened at all.

It was all because my phone kept crashing whenever I tried to use it, which was obviously infuriating. After trying the basic resetting, to no avail, I thought I was going to have to spend the day at the computer trying to back it up. So I put my diary (so I could type up a blog post), some crochet and some other bits and pieces in a bag and took it upstairs for the slog.

After having it plugged in for over an hour and the progress bar not moving while I typed, I gave up on that. I managed to somehow score a Genius Bar appointment at half three, so I then sat on my bedroom floor and plugged it into the wall while I tried to back it up over the WiFi. It actually got to about halfway, and part of me wanted sack off the Apple Store but thought I ought to go and get it checked out. If they told me to go away, back it up and come back that was fine, I just wanted to know how to resolve the issue.

Town was horrific, as expected on a Saturday afternoon, and I hated everyone, meandering aimlessly in my way. Still, got to the Apple Store, waited for twenty minutes, to find that many people have had this problem today! It’s Apple’s fault – they did something that made lots of phones crash and the way to fix it was a software update. Because I hadn’t had a notification, I didn’t check for an update. Boy, did I feel like a willy. So the chap who was looking after me sat there and we waited for the update to happen while talking about security. Riveting.

Now I am home, all is sorted, and my back kills.