Week 147
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There are various GU10 LED lighbulbs here, several recessed in ceilings of the the bathroom and the little corridor, and a cluster of protruding ones in the kitchen. Having several means when one breaks â which is often â itâs not so urgent to replace it, I can procrastinate forever while enjoying being less horribly illuminated in the mirror and probably saving some electricity. But I wouldnât want someone to see the failed lightbulbs and conclude that I donât know how to change one.
So to get some new lightbulbs. There are some reviews on the John Lewis website by folks bemused at having been invited to review a lightbulb theyâd purchased. âThey are light bulbs which provide light â they do what it says on the box.â What ignorance â lightbulbs differ. Some last longer than others, although I think the occasional humidity in the bathroom doesnât help with longevity. By now almost every lightbulb here is of a different design, brightness, warmness to its neighbour ⌠which is OK, actually.
Apparently itâs possible to design a lightbulb that lasts for ages and is really efficient, but itâs not in manufacturersâ best interests to do so, and thatâs just the economic system under which we live so deal with it.
By the way, on the recent series of Taskmaster Alan Davies recommends using a suction cup on the end of a childâs toothbrush to help unscrewing a recessed lightbulb, but I think thatâs BS, at least every one Iâve ever met is either easy to unscrew with bare hands, or maybe not but I canât see how the floppy-haired funnymanâs tip would help.
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To London to Blackheath to see Danny Baker, the broadcaster, his sort of one man show. Heâs an entertaining fellow, it was fine, I probably wonât go to another but thatâs OK. As promised, each audience member got a 45 rpm vinyl single from Bakerâs collection; I slightly regret not swapping mine for any other, but itâs not like I have access to a working record player. The main thing is it was so nice to go somewhere and do something.
(Baker was last known for doing a bad tweet that cost him his BBC job. I donât think heâs a racist any more than we all are, but that tweet was a moment of stupidity.)
I went there and back by National Express coach, which was irrational for all sorts of reasons but letâs not be boring.
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Wordle, the sensation sweeping the internation, is a delight. I was a bit mad for a while cos I remember when a Wordle was a sort of word cloud and you canât use the same name for two different things! But I calmed down.
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It freaks my nut that Americans, yanks, a whole big country of people, use âletterâ sized paper instead of A4. It really is a foreign country.
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I have written down âTorres Black truffle potato crispsâ which someone recommended, I havenât tried them.
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Once upon a time I accidentally convinced people that I drunk alarming amounts of coffee, by drinking various things (cider, peppermint tea, water) out of a mug â things which respectable people would drink from a glass, but Iâm not respectable? These were people whoâd ask what school did you go to (the school of hard knocks) and play water polo (how do they get all the horses in a swimming pool, they enjoy being asked, even more than nordic walking enthusiasts enjoy being asked where their skis have gone).