Spaghetti Junction

I’m still ill on Monday so I cancel cycling and even leave the Sainsbury’s shop until Tuesday. I do manage to walk the Lad and do a day’s work but I’m again in bed early when L goes up. I’m only slightly better on Tuesday but I do at least manage to stay up until my usual time. By Wednesday I’m just about back to eating normally and I manage to take the Lad to dog training. 

L has Wollaton book club on Wednesday and also fits in a swim at Spring Lakes with Daughter then on Thursday after her usual day with her Mum in the UK’s award winning worst city she’s at a book event to see Laura Bates at Nottingham Waterstones with all her book pals. 

 

Sheffield’s Leadmill finally announces its closure after the management lost their final appeal against eviction by their landlords. The venue which opened in 1980 has been in dispute with its landlord since ownership changed in 2017. They have to quit the building within three months and will now host a series of farewell events. All its future gigs will transfer to other venues in Sheffield while the venue itself will be relaunched by the new owners. 

On Friday L and her family are at Markeaton Crematorium scattering both her Dad’s and her Brother’s ashes. 

Daughter meanwhile is now dog sitting for a friend for a week so we have the house to ourselves but I have to turn down L’s offer of a Friday night because I’m too ill to manage it. I have a few medicinal beers instead. 

I do manage to Parkrun on Saturday which we do at Long Eaton where sadly the Rugby club café is no longer open so we go to the café Spring Lakes instead for coffee and a breakfast roll. While there I get a call from the Fire Brigade who have been round to my Dad’s to do a safety check. They have condemned his plug collection which does look like it’s been styled on spaghetti junction. I get him a new ten plug extension lead to replace what he had before. 

L is over in Mickleover in the afternoon and when she heads back I meet her off the Red Arrow which is stopping at the back of QMC due to the roadworks on the island. From there we divert to the Johnson’s Arms for a few drinks which this time manages to stay open. 

We get home in time to catch the end of Eurovision where the general public again give the UK zero points. After a decent jury vote we were 10th but the public dump us down to 19th. Even more bizarrely second placed Switzerland are also given zero points by the public while Israel who were nowhere in 15th get all the public votes and end up 2nd but Austria win. 

On Sunday we are at Colwick again for the swim and walk where we fail to get any coffee or breakfast from Wired on Wheels due to their massive queues. We ponder doing Sunday lunch somewhere but, in the end, we go home for toast and then we do the gym together. It’s L’s first gym session of the week as she’s spent most of the week swimming. 

(Sunday 18^th May)