For some it’s Halloween, for Americans it’s trick or treat, for the British it’s almost Bonfire night and for the pagan Irish it’s Samhain. Lots of traditions around each but in Ireland one particularly terrifying one is the carving of faces into turnips. Sounds all cute and happy until you see how menacing the results are. Move over pumpkin you have no idea what’s coming.
With Korean and Japanese Netflix series. Every day another one drops and I find myself adding to the watchlist. Devils plan is excellent and brutal. Like survivor for nerds. Alice in borderland is a reimagining of super Mario and princess peach meets squid game but with a whole lot more blood and gore. Physical 100 shows how body obsessed athletes really are. It’s a longer list but if you’re looking for something new give some of them a go.
Different perspectives of the same 18 tense minutes of a, I don’t have a clue what, anti-climatical bunch of balls
Two hours of my life I’ll never get back. Great cast, terrible movie.
A wee morning coffee to remind me of Nepal.
We stayed two nights in Dingnoche as it was one of the acclimatisation stops on our Everest trek. After dinner on the first night we hit the town (tongue firmly in cheek) and checked out the local coffee houses, the coffee in the tea houses was terrible (oh the irony). Anyway we stumbled upon this place on our way back. It was an oasis in the desert. So laid back and well designed. I was taken by surprise to be honest. It felt like we were sitting in one of the funky cafes in Kathmandu Thamel area. Anyway we were totally full so we headed back the next evening for dinner and wow how amazing. I was so impressed I bought this coffee mug and a tote bag. It’s nice to have the memories triggered every now and then.
It’s been a very long road. After months of living out of an ironing mountain I finally spent the weekend ironing and folding everything. My stress levels have abated and OCD is back in check. Thank gawd for Steam Presses.
I’ve been online shopping for so long now that it’s on a very rare occasion that I’ll go into a high street or shopping mall. Maybe with the exception of a trip to tkmaxx or homesense the odd time. And of course my beloved John Lewis but hey I’m digressing.
This weekend I was made acutely aware of the hidden benefits of online shopping that we’ve all probably forgotten. The right to return. Any online purchase can returned without any reason for a full refund. This luxury is not afforded to shoppers who walk in off the street. Obviously some stores will have their own policies but it’s not guaranteed which is the key point to keep in mind.
I bought a tv from curry’s this week. Thought I had picked up the same model as the one I had in the garage but I had picked the wrong box and it was not until I had unpacked it that I realised the mistake. I went with it and set it up but it was terrible. Poor picture quality, WiFi was very shonky and it kept dropping out. Eventually by Saturday decided to return it. Boy what a palava that was. They had to test it, question me multiple times about the issues, go back and test again, more questions. I felt like I was at the Spanish Inquisition. All for a simple rerun of a product that did not deliver to expectations and had serious WiFi issues. The whole experience kind of put me off ever purchasing from a store again.
Anyway happy ending I did manage to get the refund and purchased the correct model (from the store as I was there and I knew it was a good tv).
Honestly for the love of Jesus do these transport police have nothing better to do with their time than prosecuting people for wearing a freaking roller skate. They took some poor guy to court for rolling into a station and fined him £580. Surely arresting the platform announcers for being impossible to understand would be a more worthwhile use of their time.
I can’t go into any shop that sells dog toys and come out without at least one. Result is plain to see. We have more than one mountain going on here.
Thought I had Covid yesterday. Had three larger whiskeys last night and today I’m full of beans. Irish medicine is the best ever. Anyway had a go at cleaning the downstairs. Not bad even if I say so myself.
Okay so I’ve tackled my nemesis and now I’m faced with the next challenge. The gawd forsaken folding mountain. No rest for the wicked!
