Podcast

 It was quite clearly going to be a lovely day. The sun was shining, it was warm, there was barely a breath of air, and no cloud dared sully the clear blue sky (though some high cloud drifted across no and again, later in the day).

The first order of the day was a bit of admin., scanning a utility statement and then filing it and backing it up. We have been living here for 7 years now, and in that time all bills, statements, significant receipts, and certificates have bee scanned, filed, backed up, then shredded. The Gorse Fox is a "paperless" as possible.

Admin. complete he returned to his mountains of sawdust. Like in geology where some tectonic shift or some subduction zone forces mountains to pile higher, the Gorse Fox's router and his saw rapidly increase the elevation of the sawdust. Would today's efforts actually block the entrance to the workshop? No. They did, however, make quite a mess as the Gorse Fox strolled back and forth to and from the workshop. He only worked on this for a couple of hours as he had tweaked his back yesterday and didn't want to make it any worse.

The afternoon was spent relaxing in the garden. The Silver Vixen lay on a chair in the sun, while the Gorse Fox sat in the shade. He ended up listening to several podcasts: "Simon Evans Goes to Market" which is always very informative as well as remarkable funny; Mark Steele "In Town" (in Brighton) which is always good for a satirical look at the town in question; and finally several episodes of "That Peter Crouch Podcast" which unveils some of the trials, tribulations, and mischief of the life of a professional footballer. It really was a very enjoyable afternoon, rounded off appropriately by watching England beat Andorra 4-0 at Wembley.