JEDI July: Day 28 - The one with an unwise pudding

Today has been the opitomy of averageness. That's not to say it's been a bad day, just that nothing really set it apart from any other...hence a title which suggests scraping the bottom of the imaginative barrel.

The pudding to which I refer is a block of very tasty-looking vienetta ice cream which Lydia and I bought this morning in Waitrose, only to discover on return home that our freezer was quietly defrosting on the patio! Lydia's plans for a post-pasta pudding were in peril, so a grovelling call to the Boilos was required and the vienetta was soon recovering in Grandma's freezer.

I had driven down to the Boilos' in Jalopy and whilst I was there I took the opportunity to have a peek at the progress of their new bathroom, which currently resembles an unkempt builders yard. The floor is comprised solely of MDF, the shower is simply a hole in the floor and the new toilet lacks an accompanying sink, while most of the walls are covered in plaster and the door stands off its hinges, propped up against the airing cupboard. Overall, not a pretty sight! Come the end of the work Grandma and Grandad should be able to enjoy a swanky modern wetroom, but for now tradesmen will continue to stampede up and down the stairs for at least another week!

Whilst in Waitrose Lydia and I had also bought giant pretzels and jam doughnuts and as these weren't likely to melt in a hurry we enjoyed them for lunch. The afternoon was spent thinking about doing lots of stuff (eg catching up on missed blog posts!) but actually achieving very little, which regrettably seems to be the direction most of these run-of-the-mill days take.

Having helped Dad move the freezer back indoors I drove to the golf course to join Ernest, who had brought a work friend along for a tonk round the nine hole. Before I arrived they had a go on the driving range to get their eye in, though fortunately for me this seemed to have the opposite effect as both Ern and mate Chris (who was indeed 'a good laff') suffered pretty poor rounds. I had been on course for the coveted 'bogey round' of 38 before stuffing up the final hole to finish on 40, though this was still some way ahead of the next-best score of 57!

On the way home I dropped in on the Boilos to pick up the vienetta and was treated to an update of the afternoon's events in the bathroom, as well as two rice cakes, a glass of orange juice and some money for my savings account...so definitely worth the visit!

Tomorrow looks like another day of averageness, so perhaps an ideal opportunity to catch up with those blog posts...?!