That explains it then

Apparently, Linnea, Emer and I all had some sort of low-level virus, because we all slept like logs, sweated like pigs, and woke feeling and acting better today.

Rob and Emer have gone to London for the trike's annual service. Linnea and I played a camel version of Buckaroo (very startling!) and I've done a bit of laundry, but it started raining.

Since my political views are fairly easy to figure out I see no reason to open myself to the kind of comments I see others getting, so I shan't. I voted, there was a turnout of 27.3% in our ward in spite of a broad range of candidates, I have no idea why people don't vote even when there are lots of choices or the option to spoil a ballot - spoiled ballots are counted around here.

I need to get cash and go buy coffee. And tomorrow Rob's parents are coming over so we need to desqualid and cook properly. I've already done a fair bit of deweekending the kitchen, but it's uphill all the way.

Back on the to-do wagon

( This weekend )

Recycling

http://www.reading.gov.uk/environmentandplanning/wasteandrecycling/recyclinginformation/General.asp?id=SX9452-A77F8DA4

Oooh. Apparently facilities are better than they used to be. I can recycle shoes when I go to the swimming pool, or I could make a special trip to Rivermead and do glass and shoes and tetrapacks at the same time. Or Rob could go to the Tesco near his work to drop off the books that were left out in the rain and the shoes, but not the tetrapacks. Or I could do the tetrapacks when we go to ERAPA.

In fact, it looks like Friday might be Recycling Day. Glass and shoes at the pool, then tetrapacks on the way to ERAPA later on.