There and back

I resisted for as long as I could but when I readied myself for today’s outing I gave in and put on an extra layer of clothing. The thermometer has descended another degree to 11°C (52°F) and the damp air makes it feel cooler still.

Even Tigger, who feels the cold much less than I do, agreed that we should just attend to the business in hand and come straight home.

I did manage to catch one quick photo:

Wild Kong and the photographer
Wild Kong and the photographer

I spotted this gentleman using his phone’s camera to photograph Wild Kong. I have mentioned this sculpture before (see Wild Kong for details).

We continued on to St John Street and to the launderette that I described yesterday to collect our laundry. Today there were others ahead of us and we had to wait a while until it was our turn. There was one awkward moment when I couldn’t find the ticket necessary to reclaim our laundry but I eventually found it lurking in my coat pocket.

The cost of the wash was £18.70, just 70p more than we usually pay when we carry out the wash ourselves but, on the other hand, the amount of laundry was smaller than our usual. It might be interesting another time to give them one of our normal loads to find out how much that costs in order to decide whether we think we can afford to have all our washes done this way.

Dragging our trolley behind us, we made our way up St John Street to the Angel crossroads where we picked up our usual coffees from Jusaka before heading home.

D-Day

Today is the 76th Anniversary of the D-Day Landings, also known as the Normandy Landings and Operation Neptune, which led to the liberation of occupied France and, ultimately, to the end of the Second World War.

While remembering with sadness, though with gratitude, those who gave their lives in this horrendous war, we should perhaps also reflect on the various centres of conflict in the present-day world and seek with utmost energy to avoid yet another devastating war in which no one wins and all lose.

Why does the human species, that considers itself the most intelligent (though I feel increasingly doubtful about this), find it impossible to live together in peace, whether at national level or at community level within nations? It seems that we need a more powerful adult species to bang our heads together and make us behave. In default of this, we are set to destroy our planet and all earthly life with it. Perhaps then there will finally be peace.