Lee Moody

Banana Note

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Oh I have so much to gibber about.

  • Has it really been a year since the first UK lockdown? Yikes. That knocked me at the beginning of this week.
  • A miserable week succumbed to a good Friday (not the Good Friday, that's next week). I woke up early, got out for a run right away, and planned my day in extreme detail. I actually planned to feel hyped for some work I've been un-hyped about — it worked — and for must-not-forget tasks such as to eat a banana 🍌. Productivity up. Mood up. Has Lee Moody got his poop together? Will it stay together?
  • It's lucky I have any bananas 🍌 left to snack on. We're being taunted by a fiendish rodent. Possibly a rat. Possibly a very, very hungry mouse.
  • There's a lovely little community garden near our house which I appreciate greatly in passing, on my way to buy bananas 🍌 and other such goodies from our local grocer. This week I learnt the land belongs to persons unknown. There had been houses there owned by two Soviet brothers, who were killed in an accident in 1957. When the relatives the properties were left to never came forward the buildings were eventually demolished as dangerous structures. In time local residents managed to get a licence for horticultural use and got funding for a garden. Apparently the rights of the Russian owners are not affected should they ever reappear — this news is brought to you by Active8, a local magazine dropped through our letterbox.
  • I finished reading a book! Ordinary People by Diana Evans (that's Ordinary People, not Normal People). Rated. I'm an excruciatingly slow reader. In the beginning of 2020 I was turning that around and had read 3-4 books before the pandemic hit, which is an achievement for me. I struggle to focus whilst reading and, when I do, spend time on each sentence. I've picked up another work of fiction and, a few pages in, have already got stuck on the variety of plant used to divide farmland in the Indian setting; red bananas 🍌, which are apparently sweeter and softer than the Cavendish; reminding myself what a Mongoose is; and I learnt the word vacuous (am I vacuous?)
  • A reminder Amazon is a dumpster fire. Revenue is more important to them than ensuring they list safe, legitimate products. Misleading counterfeits fulfilled by Amazon is not a small or new hazard.

I'll leave you this week with some web bits and bobs: