21st August 2025

We went out last night for a birthday meal, it was Karen's birthday and we went to 'Ginger Nut' an Asian restaurant.  Good food, good company, though the restaurant was quiet. The restaurant is situated in Water Street, a sort of 'genuine' touristy interesting part of Tod.  The road is paved with cobbles, recently taken up and then re-laid. Why Water Street? Could be the river on the right side, notice the interesting little white add-on, could it be an old 'flush loo' into the river.  You can still see some of these old Georgian makeshift boxes outside the Georgian houses of Bath at the back of the houses.  But here I am only guessing.

Water Street - @ David Dixon Geograph

Cooking in the household is shared equally but it gets changed along the way due to unforeseen circumstances.  The rental car is to be picked up tomorrow at 6 pm, so our usual fare of pizzas is not available for Friday.  So we get them tonight, I cook tomorrow and it is all for yourselves on Saturday.  The car's first journey will be down to the tip to get rid of the pile of cardboard in the basement.  Amazon you have done us proud but really I wish you hadn't but life is a-changin and now nearly everything comes as parcels.

Sunday we are off to Saltaire with a quick visit on the way to the Bride stones and then the wedding feast on Thursday.

I don't know what you make of this but the sadness of starvation in Gaza is underlined by  the Plasticine Man who had written on his T-shirt Plasticine Action instead of Palestine Action, which is an illegal use of words and pertains to being a terrorist. 

Clumsy law making, and the added fact that telling people not to do something, immediately makes them do it.  In this case a just cause. The police arrested the man and only realised their mistake later and he was of course released.  To ask the question what is a terrorist and then arrest hundreds of people who are definitely not terrorists is absurd, as is the law, clear definition is required.

But the man had a little Morfe tucked into the letter 'O' which was rather sweet.  Morfe was of course a very original plasticine (who obviously 'morphed' around), so lets end on his gentle humour! Actually it seems he was made out of clay.

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