Sometimes an empty page presents more possibilities

Sunday.  18th.  Backdating.  Because, life.  Did a beef mini roast for dinner then Futurama/Crown.

Roast beef

Monday.  Slept ok.  Pretty happy to finish collecting all the extra metadata off Dad's slides (tidying up the branding of the slides, and noting whether the processing had red or black text).  Mainly so I can piece together where some photos fit into the order of things, since some aren't labelled.  Distracting day at work.  Labelled half a dozen days of cruise photos.  Creamy pasta for dinner.  Had to laugh at Amazing Race.  They'd already had one team off with covid, but this episode another team off *and* the host.  

Tuesday.  Slept ok (although took a while to get to sleep because I was cold).  

Cold in the house

Got an early start on photo labelling, did a quarter of today's quota (~50) before work.  Crazy day at work.  Had lunch with Chrissie which was nice.  Labelled the other ~150 photos then Amazing Race.

Wednesday.  Woke up early with hurty.  COOOLLLLDDD!!!  

Clover frost

Clover frost

Grass frost

Bin frost

Bin frost

Bin frost

Bin frost

Smashed out more photo labelling before work.  Finished labelling before dinner, then sorting/culling hotel/food/ship photos (the latter taking ages because there were like 700 photos to sort into directories so I know where everything is).

Lamb, cabbage, candle

Thursday.  Not as cold as yesterday.  Finished Carnival Pride photo sorting.  Ok day.  Had a team pub lunch which was nice.  Ok drinks. TV dinners for dinner.  On Amazing Race, two teams rejoined after covid, but FIVE other teams were out.  Craziness.

Friday.  Duck for dinner, then Paterson.  OMFG NOTHING HAPPENS.  Tedious.  And I argue that text without any sort of rhyme or meter is prose not poetry.  Just because you start new lines a lot doesn't make it poetry.

Drip

Saturday.  Cranky at annoying people.  But did get lots of cruise photos onto the blog.  Headed out to the club late in the afternoon for Ian and Chris's anniversary formal night which was lovely as always.

Formal night

I last did my hair like this in 1985.  Now it just makes me look like my grandmother.
Formal night

Formal night

Formal night

Stayed up past midnight.  Whoops.

Sunday.  Woke up a bit after 7.  Came home when Stu got up.  Got lots more photos online.  At lunch went down to see Jess and Uncle Doss at Herbert's.  They're pretty amazing.

Uncle Doss Herbert's

Jess Herbert's

Kiev balls

Kiev twice in one day?  Whoops.
Kiev and potato gems

Then Futurama/Crown.