… A strong flat white and a delicious flaky croissant the size of your head on a day off.

Glutentastic but am finding the guts a little more lenient towards it at the moment so fingers crossed…

The USA no longer has a raging psychopath and fantasist in power. A proper, reasoning grown-up is now in charge and talking about unity and healing.

Whether the country will go with him or not is a different matter. Let’s just hope for the World’s sake as well as their own that it does.

Now have the champagne ready for the moment the FBI haul Trump in to account for his many crimes.

Redo of Monopoly for modern times.

Covid 19 has highlighted the importance of a comfortable home office, and this weekend we swapped out the mahoosive corner desk with a desk each so we can both work at the same time.

It took 3 hours to assemble the first desk, less than 2 hours to do the second, then another 30 minutes to fix the issues with the first desk that I didn’t realise were wrong until I put the second desk up. Sheesh, that L plate isn’t coming off my toolbox any time soon…

The next part of the refurb is to replace those nasty blinds with new verticals (ordered, coming by post) and get a lick of fresh paint on the walls.

When I first met Wor Lass The Duchess of Seacroft way back in 1998 our first conversation ended with her jokingly claiming to try a bath of beans. I responded by buying a tin of baked beans and leaving it on her desk with a flirty note.

Not very romantic, I know, but it did the trick!

For the past 23 years that unremarkable tin of beans has traveled with us, a physical reminder of how we got together.

Earlier this week that tin exploded in the heat, showering the office with rancid bean juice. We are both hoping that wasn’t A Sign.

The bean can has been repurposed as a pen holder. Sadly the beans didn’t look particularly appetising and went down the gurgler.

So good to see the Republican Party finally realise what a liability President Orange Man Baby is and turn against him. Four years too late but better than never. And now social media have starved him of the oxygen of publicity to spread his white supremecist bullshit. About time.

The big question now is whether they can impeach him before time runs out (they won’t) or if they can give him some jail time for the crimes he has committed while in office. No doubt he’ll self pardon on the way out, but there is recorded evidence of him trying to commit voter fraud: even his stacked deck of Supreme Court judges won’t protect him then…

Unbelievable that it’s five years since David Bowie passed away. Revisiting his best stuff (1969-1986) to refresh the memory of how great he was.

The World has gone a bit bonkers since then, looks like he left the party at the right time.