Value for Money

An ordinary day. No excitement.

Rotary. Work. Lunch. Work. Dinner. Blip.

I did escape to the harbour at lunchtime and enjoyed endured a rock hard scone disguised as an ice hockey puck. Or should that be the other way around?

Britain, eh. Grab your money quick and to hell with quality. Try a trick like that in Bavaria and you'd know all about it. Hell hath no fury like Dr D with her "ripped off consumer" hat on. 

It was raining at the harbour, so no Blip there.

Dinner was great. I really enjoy my homemade guacamole. Not cheap. A lot of fat and calories. But great once in a while. So, that's the Blip.