Oh dear, I have done some daft things lately. I am so looking forward to getting my new glasses. There we were at the tile place buying tile trim. How thick are your tiles? asked the helpful assistant. Bob guessed, and I scrabbled about on my phone trying to find the details of the product. "75 millimetres" I announced brightly. Bob suggested quietly I had missed the decimal point. I should have realised that three inches is rather thick for a wall tile!
On Sunday, in his closing prayer, the Pastor prayed that God would "marinade our hearts in his love" I have no idea what he meant, but I realised that I'd forgotten to deal with my chicken before we left for church. The recipe said "marinade for at least 30 mins, preferably longer" I was able to sort them out once we got home, and lunch wasn't really delayed. A good recipe from my library book.
You remember that disturbing Corsodyl advert with the girl with the missing teeth? I was brushing my teeth late the other night,[in pjs, sans specs] and was horrified to see the sink was full of bloody foam.
Now I am 70, should I expect to lose all my teeth? I squinted at the new toothpaste. I was so relieved to discover it has a red stripe, and that was the source of the incarnadine froth!This book was wedged between two origami books in the library 'papercraft' section. I liked the title. Only when I got home did I discover it is about a woman who makes her living producing videos of herself folding all her possessions!
I will review the airfryer book and this bizarre little tome later.
