This morning an idiot decided to overtake me just as we approached a mini-roundabout. This caused me no danger at all, but the people coming off the roundabout towards us weren't quite as happy and horns were deployed. Tootage occurred. The driver of the 4x4 (I think it was a BMW) then proceeded to hurtle round the mini roundabout even though an articulated lorry had already entered it. More tootage, more shaking heads.
I did witness another close call on the road out of Knutsford. I can only assume these people hadn't seen the signs deployed at the head of the Alderley by-pass.
It was very mild again this morning. My snood was probably not really required.
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Hat of the Day
The return of the ever popular featurette.
Today's hat is from Denver Colorado, and was bought when I went to see the Colorado Rockies at their home in Coors Field. They are in the NL West and came into being in 1993 at the same time as the Florida Marlins. Denver quickly gained a reputation as a hitters park, and this was attributed to the thin air. Denver is a "mile high". The thin air meant that hit balls travelled faster and further (good for batters), and the thin air also meant that pitchers struggled to get the same amount of movement they got at lower altitudes. (also good for batters).
In 2007 the team reached the World Series, only to be swept (to lose 4-0 in a best of seven series) to Boston.
The coat I am wearing also has a history. It's not a very good picture of it, but it's a stout leather jacket/coat that I bought from the Army and Navy Stores on Bleecker Street in Greenwich Village in about 1995. We were there in early September, and because the coat was so heavy, it wouldn't fit in our luggage so I had to wear it, and as many of you may know, September in NY can be rather warm. It's lasted pretty well. Better than the shop which has succumbed to the gentrification which has changed the Village, as we found this summer.
The scarf was bought in Paris in the area near Sacre Coeur, during a visit for Gel's special birthday. See how cleverly I matched the purple in the hat with the scarf (to be honest I only just noticed that).
My boxers are by M&S (isn't everyone's?).
Behind me is our local Aston Martin dealership. I always though it told you a lot about Wilmslow that a) we had an Aston Martin dealership, and b) it was across the road from the Aga shop.
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Yesterday, in a rather cursory blog, I referred to the fact that the kittens had been to the vet for their boosters. They were very well behaved and enchanted the vet. They found the journey there and back a little weird (not having been out under their own steam) and there were a few pitiful mews. But when we got back to the house, they were relaxed and came for a fuss with me.
There. They don't look unduly traumatised, do they?
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