Forecast

The weather forecast was dire. There was a yellow weather alert from 09:00 to 18:00, warning of thunderstorms, torrential rain, and high winds along the coastal strip. 

I had my usual call with the cousins. Cousin Sam was 15 miles into a 46-mile charity walk, so didn't join the call. The rest of us were wishing her well as we discussed various items of trivia. 

Determined not to be caught out by the rain, I headed for my study and spent the morning processing the photos from the last few weeks. This showed up a few anomalies which I dealt with manually but will have to look at in more detail for the future. Meanwhile, Diane was cutting out some sewing patterns ready to embark on a new project.

Despite the forecast, it was looking dry (though not sunny). I put on my jacket, plugged my AirPods into my ears and set off for a walk. Even the forecast winds were no more than a gentle breeze. I was out for about an hour and enjoyed the nostalgia of the audiobook as it discussed the realities of life in the 1950s. (Alright, I was only a child, but I remember many of the references that litter the book).

Back home, I grabbed some lunch and then settled down for some Kindle time. I had been debating what to prepare for tonight's dinner. Diane was sorted as she always has salmon on Saturday evening, but I was in two minds about whether to order a takeaway curry or cook my own. In the end, I decided to cook my own and combined several recipes to make a very tasty chicken Madras. I also made sufficient quantity to tuck two portions away for future weeks.

We watched a very dull England football match against Andorra before settling for a film to fill the rest of the evening.

(Oh yes, and the weather forecast never really came to anything beyond a 15-minute cloudburst early in the evening).