A bit of a non post

I need a break for one day of blogging, so minimal effort today.

Monday is an annoying day for me as I have to hang around home, this day until 12.30, awaiting my meals delivery. At least the cafe opposite has reopened after the Christmas/New Year break, so I can duck across the road before 11 for coffee.

At some point today I cleaned out the air conditioner drip tray of sludge. There was some screwing involved. I was careful with my back while screwing. I brushed the dried sludge free and then used the stick vac on its high setting to extract the muck. 

I then went out for a couple of hours, maybe less, to capture a mural photo. It was a Metro Tunnel train to State Library and then a tram. I noticed the mural when I was teaching Phyllis to drive, somewhere in Carlton. Ok, I'll come back and take a photo. Of course I will remember the location. But then I could not remember where it was. Using Street View, I did find it, and took photos, that have somehow disappeared into the ethernet. Another troll of Street View and I found it again, and for the second time, I've taken photos. 

What else happened today? I was individually wrapping my sandwiches from my food delivery and Jass jumped up on the bench. I pushed her off and did so again when she jumped up the second time. She was very cross and did some zoomies, ducked into under the lounge chair, then came out to scratch the standing lamp, and claw at the carpet. I am quite good at ignoring bad behaviour. She settled down after a bit. 

The Metro Tunnel timetable has been released. As I guessed, the times I will use the train, it will be a ten minute service. We were promised a turn up and go timetable, and I don't consider a ten minute wait is turn up and go. But having said that, the am/pm peak services look good. There are some improvements with other lines, with more to come as the year goes on.

Phyllis fed me with something he had prepared earlier, some delicious chicken drumsticks, a fried egg of course, fresh beetroot and a leafy salad with a tomato. As I type, Phyllis and Kosov have gone out for a walk, which I suggested was a romantic walk in the cool evening air. Kosov was not feeling romantic, but saying he would bend Phyllis...........