Breakfast with my Dad as he needs a lift to and from dropping off his scooter for MOT. That will be a mixed affair what with him being back on the āyou lost my volt meterā theme and me desiring to add chillies to his cup of tea
He likes to go to the worse cafeās, I mean the WORSE, heās very frugal so the cheaper the better, todayās pick is Tescoās cafe
As they are unable/unwilling to cater for coeliacs, Iāll be watching him eat breakfast while I drink mediocre tea and listening to him rant while smelling sausages and bacon which as I canāt eat I always imagine tastes great
Lots of cooking to do, not sure how much Iāll get through because one son sent his dissertation last night for āurgentā proof reading and in some sort of satans wormhole my other son also sent three (yes THREE) submissions he wants proof reading.
Plus when getting the Enfield ready for part-ex I discovered when I removed the tatty pannier racks yesterday that the mechanic had chopped about the indicator wiring to make it fit so I have to find my soldering iron asap and effect a decent repair
Heyho, the chilli tea thought is making me laugh
Best I think to have just one more cup of tea before starting today