Jagwatch 2

Jagwatch's Wednesday report

(Synopsis: successful)

1:08 JDT (Jaguar Dashboard Time; presumably PM?)
entered XJS after a slight balancing challenge with a cuppa, a pen and way too much paper. Tea spillage was completely avoided

*hides mop-up rag*

Turned ignition.
Managed to keep foot on accelerator in a steady, comfortable position. And not drive into wall.

1:09 JDT
Played for a few seconds with the "move seat back'n'forth" switches. Giggled at thought of Whirrock-san trying to get into seat calibrated to my leg length.

1:10 JDT
Read an e-mail from those RAL types and another from Len, the latter of which confused me. Thought, "that probably doesn't bode well for the mission..."

1:14 JDT
Noticed a slight fluctuation of about 50-70 RPM around the 1200 RPM mark, despite an (assumed) steady foot pressure. Assumption was based on me wedging my foot into the corner of the footwell with all (well, actually only a little) of my might.

1:18 JDT
Disignited engine. Unmounted car. Keyified lock. Walkified back inside.

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dave

Reminiscence

It can also be of negative thoughts. Which is why this post from Desolation Row made me chuckle.

http://desolaterow.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hate-other-place.html

Why's that? It's because he's entirely right (although I wasn't a regular at Vincent's and can't comment on the crossword).

Tee hee

(P.S. Just about to go off and do Jagwatch now. Teatime!)

Ow...

Okay, my left shoulder now hurts.

This is probably the result of me being too ambitious in my fitness efforts. Namely, gym lastnight (reduced/more cardiovascular workout, as I wanted to get home at a decent hour, i.e., for the OC on E4+1) plus swim this morning at 7:10. 20 lengths in just over 20 minutes, so I'm pretty happy with that.

However, my left shoulder now hurts.

Seeing the folks for a couple of days from this Sunday, as they're in Pembs from Friday to Friday. It's basically going to take the place of an Easter visit, as I was potentially going to the old Ah-So on Easter Sunday.

However, I'm now contemplating what to do for Easter Sunday for the first time in my life. Mum's suggested coming home anyway, as the EasyJet tickets were reasonable on Sunday, but I think that's probably a fading option </procrastination> and anyway, she'll be over in May for a stay at Aggy. The two downsides are

1. that I won't see the girls for a while. But Youngest graduates in July, and I might engineer a trip home in the interim anyway;
   
2. that I'll miss out on the possibility of Paddy's sister's wedding do in the Great Northern. Hmmm...
   

Options, eh...? Who needs'em.

The other Easter weekend possibility is Breakin' Science, but I don't know how badly I want to go. The Aussie will probably force my hand, and the craic will probably be good, but I don't know if I can afford all the associated excess. Moan, grumble, whinge, etc.

Anyway, I'll pick an option this week, I fink.

Ow...

I'd forgotten how much...

...I loved Gene.

Who were in the Live Lounge, of course, the day I manned the phones. With hilarious colour-blind consequences...

Anyway, it's cos I've just been listening to this on my Pandora Radio station. Fantastic record. Makes you want to puff out your chest! Can't explain why — just does.

Jagwatch

An e-mail to the Whillock:

Jagwatch's Tuesday report

(Synopsis: successful)

12:28 JDT (Jaguar Dashboard Time)
entered XJS

12:29 JDT
Turned ignition. Immediately realised the extent of the stalling problem and applied foot a bit more readily to the accelerator (or whatever they call it in automatic land) and cheerfully failed to drive into the wall. Sat with a cup of tea and read some e-mails I'd printed out.

12:33 JDT
Decided that you can't have the car back when you return as I've just found the world's most perfect thinking spot.

12:35 JDT
Resolved to buy a pipe and some loose tobacco.

12:39 JDT
Ceased thinking, turned ignition off, and dismounted from XJS.

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dave