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Well, the weather has been a bit miserable. Without the sun streaming in through the windows making the place like a greenhouse, and with less residual heat from the neighbouring flats for some reason, I might finally have to learn how the electric heating works. I already know how to twiddle the knobs on each electric heater until they heat up, but there’s a little programmable control panel I’m intimidated by.
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Seen the parcel delivery dude a bit more than usual, by which I mean two or three times over the last few weeks.
One thing I ordered was some socks which, as far as I can tell, were inexplicably delivered to a building on a distant industrial estate… very strange.
Another was a “recipe box”. You know the deal: pay a startup quite a lot of money (although you’ve probably got a discount code) and receive a box of just the right amount of individually packaged ingredients to cook some adventurous recipes. Well, I have no regrets – the food was tasty and I’m sure I’ll find a use for the woollen insulating packaging – but I won’t be letting my subscription go on that long because come on. (Maybe I’ll try some of the other different companies’ introductory discounts.)
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It occurred to me that I would like to eat a mince pie. And, actually, apparently there are already some mince pies being sold in some shops. But I haven’t seen any (or jars or mincemeat) yet.
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My cultural highlight of the week is this extraordinary interview with Claudia Winkleman. Who knew the erstwhile presenter of Liquid News would be so anti-liquid?