I’ve not had a drink since the 6th January. And that was only one glass of red wine. It was the remains of a bottle I opened the night before, on the 5th. I didn’t drink from the 1st to the 4th before that.
I certainly could have done with a drink last night, but I didn’t succumb. It would have been so easy; TW was off in Brighton meeting some friends and although she’s “not doing Dry January”, she hasn’t been drinking either (except for the 5th, the same as me). But she told friends that she was probably drinking last night, and so it turned out.
We’ve got beers and wine chilling (and freezing, on some nights!) in the back garden, and I could have easily opened the back door and cracked one of those bottles open, but I didn’t. I guess that I’ve got this far (20th Jan) and I didn’t want to give in at this stage. TW & I are going out on the 1st February to see a comedian – Ahir Shah, performing “Control”, and I am planning to have a drink then, but obviously I shall want to remember the show, so I’m not planning on getting hideously pissed. And, in addition, we are going to a rugby evening on the 2nd, and I shall be driving, as TW is planning to be away that weekend.
What I’m trying to say, I guess, is that I’ve got a few things to look forward to, and so not drinking now is not (or at least it shouldn’t feel like) a hardship. Since it is the 21st already, there are only ten days to go. I’m not trying to raise money for charity or push teetotalism, but it is good, from my personal perspective, to take some time away from alcohol. I balk at the phrase “evaluate my relationship with alcohol”, but taking a month off does go to show that if we (that’s the royal we, i.e. I) don’t think about it consciously, alcohol can easily start becoming a regular fixture in the evenings. On a couple of occasions (and probably more) TW has looked at me disapprovingly as I placed another four-pack of lagers in the fridge. It’s easy with the Co-Op and The Wine Centre standing between West Worthing train station and home… Anyway, the world probably won’t end if I have a few nights without a beer or two.
TTFN.
Sunday, January 21, 2018
Friday, January 19, 2018
Thursday 18-01-08 I A New Phone
I bought a new phone last Friday.
I had been looking at the Honor 7x, tempted by its big 5.93” screen. The only concerns were that it didn’t have fast charging (USB-C) or NFC, so I wouldn’t be able to use Android Pay. In 2018, even for phones less than £300, I don’t think those sort of things should be missing from a phone. I was looking on GSM Arena for other phones which met my criteria (USB-C, screen 5.5” or bigger, NFC, a few other things), and up popped the HTC U Ultra.
I followed the link to HTC UK’s website and saw that it was available for £279. Considering that the Honor 7x is £269, it was definitely a possible. I checked Carphone Warehouse and it was available there for £419. It was a steal, basically, especially when you throw into the mix the fact that when it was first released, HTC were asking £649 for the handset.
My only concern is that the battery is only 3,000 MaH on this beast. But with the fast charge option, it should be easy to keep it topped up. I’ll need to buy a couple of additional USB-C cables I think, but that won’t be too difficult.
I ordered the phone anyway, last Friday. I received an acknowledgement of my order, but didn’t hear anything else, until Monday when I received an email notifying me that the phone would be delivered on Tuesday. And so it turned out – luckily TW was at home to sign for the bugger. And I had to wait until the evening before I got to play with my new toy.
I do like it. I may have to charge it more often than I would normally like, and maybe a larger battery will be one of my prerequisites next time. But for now, and for less than £300, it is fast, the camera is good, and apps aren't randomly closed because the phone "thinks it knows best". And with fast charging available, I shouldn't have to spend hours charging it either.
I may revisit this in a couple of months, and see how I feel then. But for now, I'm quite happy with my new purchase.
TTFN.
I had been looking at the Honor 7x, tempted by its big 5.93” screen. The only concerns were that it didn’t have fast charging (USB-C) or NFC, so I wouldn’t be able to use Android Pay. In 2018, even for phones less than £300, I don’t think those sort of things should be missing from a phone. I was looking on GSM Arena for other phones which met my criteria (USB-C, screen 5.5” or bigger, NFC, a few other things), and up popped the HTC U Ultra.
I followed the link to HTC UK’s website and saw that it was available for £279. Considering that the Honor 7x is £269, it was definitely a possible. I checked Carphone Warehouse and it was available there for £419. It was a steal, basically, especially when you throw into the mix the fact that when it was first released, HTC were asking £649 for the handset.
My only concern is that the battery is only 3,000 MaH on this beast. But with the fast charge option, it should be easy to keep it topped up. I’ll need to buy a couple of additional USB-C cables I think, but that won’t be too difficult.
I ordered the phone anyway, last Friday. I received an acknowledgement of my order, but didn’t hear anything else, until Monday when I received an email notifying me that the phone would be delivered on Tuesday. And so it turned out – luckily TW was at home to sign for the bugger. And I had to wait until the evening before I got to play with my new toy.
I do like it. I may have to charge it more often than I would normally like, and maybe a larger battery will be one of my prerequisites next time. But for now, and for less than £300, it is fast, the camera is good, and apps aren't randomly closed because the phone "thinks it knows best". And with fast charging available, I shouldn't have to spend hours charging it either.
I may revisit this in a couple of months, and see how I feel then. But for now, I'm quite happy with my new purchase.
TTFN.
Friday, January 05, 2018
Friday 18-01-05 A Summary
Tuesday was the day when the decorations came down. TW had suggested that we take them down last week, before New Year's, but I disagreed. It was a sign of the end of festivities though; the house looked bare, TW was back to work on the Wednesday, and the kids were back to school on Thursday. There were no more planned parties or social gatherings, and reality was beginning to reassert itself.
It's funny how we can become used to the festive trappings so quickly; the presence of a tree in one room and a Nativity in another, and the walls and doors festooned with cards seems perfectly normal. Then, when these things are all put away, it seems like a deprivation. But really, we are storing away our Christmas spirit so that we can revive it at the start of December less than 11 months away now.
Wednesday brought swimming for the girls and coat shopping for me; I popped into Debenhams to see if I could try on a couple of coats, but the Worthing branch is relatively small, so I ordered two coats online instead.
On our way to Splashpoint TMO did say "at least I don't have shoes in my holes", which both I and TE picked her up on. Like the scene in Gene Wilder's Willy Wonka - scratch that: rewind and reverse it.
Thursday, which was supposed to be my day of return to work, saw me struck down with a cold. I think I've gone through about three loo rolls blowing my nose over the last two days. Hopefully tomorrow will see an improvement.
My coats arrived and I picked them up. When I got them home and tried them on it was clear that the Craghoppers one was preferable, which was satisfying because it was the cheaper one. I'll need to return the other tomorrow.
So far I've managed to read comics and pages of my book, which is my de facto New Year's resolution. We'll need to see though whether that holds when I get back to work properly.
I also managed to sell my Microsoft Surface, after a bit of soul-searching... To be honest, I wasn't using it often enough to warrant keeping it, and in the spirit of the New Year and streamlining my life, I listed it on eBay.
I have been lusting after a new chromebook instead, but it wasn't really suitable. I need to be happy with what I've got, I think. My Tab and a bluetooth keyboard should be enough, usually.
It's funny how we can become used to the festive trappings so quickly; the presence of a tree in one room and a Nativity in another, and the walls and doors festooned with cards seems perfectly normal. Then, when these things are all put away, it seems like a deprivation. But really, we are storing away our Christmas spirit so that we can revive it at the start of December less than 11 months away now.
Wednesday brought swimming for the girls and coat shopping for me; I popped into Debenhams to see if I could try on a couple of coats, but the Worthing branch is relatively small, so I ordered two coats online instead.
On our way to Splashpoint TMO did say "at least I don't have shoes in my holes", which both I and TE picked her up on. Like the scene in Gene Wilder's Willy Wonka - scratch that: rewind and reverse it.
Thursday, which was supposed to be my day of return to work, saw me struck down with a cold. I think I've gone through about three loo rolls blowing my nose over the last two days. Hopefully tomorrow will see an improvement.
My coats arrived and I picked them up. When I got them home and tried them on it was clear that the Craghoppers one was preferable, which was satisfying because it was the cheaper one. I'll need to return the other tomorrow.
So far I've managed to read comics and pages of my book, which is my de facto New Year's resolution. We'll need to see though whether that holds when I get back to work properly.
I also managed to sell my Microsoft Surface, after a bit of soul-searching... To be honest, I wasn't using it often enough to warrant keeping it, and in the spirit of the New Year and streamlining my life, I listed it on eBay.
I have been lusting after a new chromebook instead, but it wasn't really suitable. I need to be happy with what I've got, I think. My Tab and a bluetooth keyboard should be enough, usually.
Tuesday, January 02, 2018
Tuesday 18-01-02 I New Year's Recovery
The first day of the year consisted mostly of me slowly gathering my thoughts, a.k.a. trying to ward off the worst effects of the hangover. It truly was the day after the night before. At least now that the kids are older they don’t need entertaining nearly as much, and because they were also up until 3am with the grown-ups, they were nearly as docile as me.
We had croissants for breakfast and then I stumbled across an Adam Sandler film, Bedtime Stories, which was a bit of easy watching for the Hard of Thinking. It passed the time, but I didn’t really like the ending – in my opinion it was a bit overbaked.
In the afternoon we went for a walk along the beach with some friends and their dog. Dogs are a great excuse for getting some exercise but we’re not getting one, no matter how often the family plead with me to do so.
In the evening we watched Grandpa’s Great Escape, which was the by now traditional David Walliams Christmas treat. We had watched Ratburger on Sky, and I thought that Sky had done their usual trick of nabbing a terrestrial “jewel”, but it seems that the BBC got the best deal. While Ratburger was great, I think Grandpa’s Great Escape was amazing. It may have been implausible, but it really tugged at the heartstrings in a way that Ratburger just didn’t. Set in the 80s, it had a fantastical quality to start with, and it built on that. The whole cast were brilliant, I thought, and it had all of us in tears by the final act.
I managed to read a few pages of a book which the MiL’s partner has lent me, called Collusion, and also got through a couple of comics – I’ve started reading Surgeon X, which is set in a dystopian future where antibiotics don’t have the same effects as they do today. It’s quite dark, but no less enjoyable for that. My intention (New Year’s Resolution?) is to read more this year, and also document it, so this might figure more prominently in these entries this year…
TTFN.
We had croissants for breakfast and then I stumbled across an Adam Sandler film, Bedtime Stories, which was a bit of easy watching for the Hard of Thinking. It passed the time, but I didn’t really like the ending – in my opinion it was a bit overbaked.
In the afternoon we went for a walk along the beach with some friends and their dog. Dogs are a great excuse for getting some exercise but we’re not getting one, no matter how often the family plead with me to do so.
In the evening we watched Grandpa’s Great Escape, which was the by now traditional David Walliams Christmas treat. We had watched Ratburger on Sky, and I thought that Sky had done their usual trick of nabbing a terrestrial “jewel”, but it seems that the BBC got the best deal. While Ratburger was great, I think Grandpa’s Great Escape was amazing. It may have been implausible, but it really tugged at the heartstrings in a way that Ratburger just didn’t. Set in the 80s, it had a fantastical quality to start with, and it built on that. The whole cast were brilliant, I thought, and it had all of us in tears by the final act.
I managed to read a few pages of a book which the MiL’s partner has lent me, called Collusion, and also got through a couple of comics – I’ve started reading Surgeon X, which is set in a dystopian future where antibiotics don’t have the same effects as they do today. It’s quite dark, but no less enjoyable for that. My intention (New Year’s Resolution?) is to read more this year, and also document it, so this might figure more prominently in these entries this year…
TTFN.
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