MrsDoyle @ MrsDoyle @sh.itjust.works

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The London plane tree is particularly suitable for urban areas, it's resistant to air pollution.

I discovered when I joined a volunteer litter-picking group in my town that some people really hate trees. And I must emphasise HATE. They hate the shade they cast in summer, the way the leaves block the all-important View. They hate the fallen leaves in autumn. They hate the bare branches in winter. They hate the risk of branches falling in storms. They hate the racket the birds make. I was astonished - it never occurred to me that people would feel so strongly.

Turns out I'm a bloody tree-hugging extremist.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Making_of_Bread_Act_1757

From an earlier report:

Wright said Carruthers sent Graham a Facebook post from a man called Kevin Hartness saying: “Some weak people that walk this earth … disgusting behaviour.”

Two minutes later Graham replied to Carruthers with a voice note saying: “That Kevin Hartness comment. Weak … fucking weak? Does he realise how heavy shit is?”

Carruthers replied with his own voice note saying: “I’d like to see Kevin Hartness launch an operation like we did last night … I don’t think he’s got the minerals.”

Oooooooh. Ok. Thanks! I was thinking it was just a horrible pizza.

Bluey! It's a kiddie cartoon about a dog family. If I've read or watched anything too heavy I'll watch a couple of Bluey eps to chill before sleep.

https://youtu.be/kPFHL0R0oIU

You're obviously not from round here... (Gesturing vaguely at shuffling hordes of very plain people in my town. Self included. I fit right in.)

Seriously though, comparing yourself with strangers is a terrible idea. That said, if you do want to smarten up a bit, I'd suggest going to a menswear store and asking an assistant to assist. Explain your dilemma, ask them to help you put together one outfit, "smart casual" would be a good start. Good luck!

A fair old chunk of the crowd were in bright red frocks and silly hats.

A scientist. It's never going to happen because I'm 72. At school I was pushed into languages, history etc because I wasn't good at maths. I was good at general science though, especially chemistry, and I enjoyed it.

After I retired I took up beekeeping and have lately rediscovered my love of science. I have two microscopes and am studying bee anatomy and pollen identification. There's an exam later in the year for a certificate that will open further areas of study, but I doubt my skills are up to the challenge (eg dissecting a bee in front of the examiner). However, I am really enjoying the whole process of making slides and examining them. I would have loved doing this as a job.

Lemur.

In my experience the people in the back have their fingers in their ears and are going "lalalalalala".

Extra info you didn't ask for but might help: the doctor gave me a sheet to record my BP for a week. Two readings in the morning, a few minutes apart, two readings in the afternoon, a few minutes apart. Once I'd done that he added and divided the results to get the average. Too high, so now I'm on meds.

I was a bit blasé about it at first - pfft, I feel fine! But he explained that high BP can cause a stroke. You can recover just fine from a heart attack, but a stroke can be devastating, if you even survive it. You will feel absolutely fine until suddenly you're on the floor, unable to move one side of your body or speak coherently. Scared me into taking it seriously!

The bees. All our hives made it through winter and a fairly mild spring so far has given them a boost. Queens are laying like crazy, workers are working hard.

I've started wearing very thin gloves while inspecting the hives after realising that they make it less likely I'll be stung, because I can be gentler. A bonus is that I can feel the warmth of the bees, and that really does bring me joy.

For example Caoimhe, pronounced Keeva.

Meanwhile no-one mentioned Valentina Tereshkova, who orbited Earth 48 times on her own back in 1963. Sigh.

Latte is an Italian drink. In France it's café au lait (or café crème in the south), which is generally a breakfast drink, served in a bowl-like cup.

Also:

Cat also seems to have short legs, might make squatting difficult.

Good luck getting the bank to count it for you. My bank would only accept bulk coins like this if they were counted out into separate coin bags - which they would give you. Then they can check by weight.

Always always signal your intention. I heard a woman complaining that her new car had lane control, which forced her to indicate when changing lanes. "It's so annoying, I mean it's obvious I'm overtaking, I don't need to indicate!"

Also, as a frequent pedestrian I appreciate when drivers and cyclists indicate and judge heavily when they don't. So frustrating to be waiting to cross the road and someone turns without indicating.