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fbhjr ([personal profile] fbhjr) wrote2020-03-15 09:14 am

Weeks in photos


We got some snow in early March. Normally we have a couple of meters. Not this year.


Before daylight savings, I was seeing the sun rise.


It was very windy and someone’s balloons paid the price for it. Or, it’s the ones my wife got me in November that flew off coming home.


Hard to tell it’s windy, but it you look at that sign…


We voted. But, the person I voted for has already dropped out.


I guess the sun rise can be distracting, and that’s why those folks drove into each other.



I have theories about where the latest season of Doctor Who ended…


Wednesday off to a new dentist.

After all I went through last year with the old one, I have high hopes this one will be better. But, that isn’t a high bar.

This week we had a bit more snow. No really. I saw it.

It didn’t stick.


Friday was game night and our friends had put out the bread.

(I guess they hope the animals in their yard will take it.)

Every March, for Saint Patrick’s day, we make corned beef. Not really Irish, but totally Irish American.


Folks seem to like it.


My wife got 7 kilos of it to cook. We only ate 3. But, folks took leftovers.


We decided to play Zombicide as a tribute to current events.


We said that we’d take advice on how bad the current plague would be based on how well we did on this game. Keep in mind we’ve played every level the game has and beat it easily.


Just in case, we all had our own pile of dice.


I hope the predictions are wrong, because on the second move the zombies won. Totally against our usual method. All the dice rolls for the zombies were good and for us were bad.


Saturday I went to get my hair cut.


The restaurant next to the place is setting up bubbles for outdoor eating.

I think it is for heat, not illness.
But, who knows.

That section of Worcester has gas lights.


I found that when we got home Tuesday and went to our favorite restaurant for lunch, I left my credit card there. So, I went back and got it. And, more lunch.

They might not have been full, but they weren’t hurting either.