Well, June turned out to be a wee bit wet. And when I say “a wee bit wet”, I mean please stop raining, please, aaarrrggggh.
But as I write this, it’s currently not actually raining, so maybe July will turn out drier. Anyway, it’s the end of the month, and time for the usual report.
June 1: 220.4 pounds (15 stone 10.4 pounds, 100 kg)
June 25: 224.8 pounds (16 stone 0.8 pounds, 102 kg)
Oh dear. That’s a rise of 4.4 pounds (2 kg), which I’ll blame on the rain, and it not being an actual end of month measurement, so there.
Bit of a mixture here – I have cut back on the excess stuff at lunchtime a bit. Though as I’m on holiday, extra eating may be happening.
Once again, I managed a total lack of walking to or from work. Some of the blame belongs to the rain, but mostly it’s me not being motivated. Except on the wet days, where I’m quite sure I would have walked if it hadn’t been so damn wet. I did manage a few lunchtime walks, which my Garmin logs tell me came to a not particularly impressive 12 miles or so. Some walking has been going on in Wales, though.
I seem to be in posting mode again – this report brings June’s total to 63, the highest since October last year.
Holiday! Woo! Hoo!
 Yeah, right….
 Last day I weighed myself this month
Today’s activity started with a trip to the Welsh Mountain Zoo at Colwyn Bay. This was well worth a visit, especially as the rain managed to restrict itself to the odd, and generally light shower. A full report will follow when I’ve got a chance to sort out all the pictures on a full-sized screen, but for now, here are a couple of highlights.
The Humboldt Penguins can be seen from an underwater window, which let me get this shot:
I think I might be sorting out a print of that one.
I was also pleased to the the Sumatran
Tigger Tiger, who seemed to be in sleepy cat mode, complete with tail twitching:
From the zoo, we headed to Conwy for lunch and a wander round the castle and part of the town. Then we had a scenic drive partly along the coast, passing Penmaenmawr, which is one of my favourite Welsh place names.
More pictures to come!
After beating my brains about with the Cryptonomicon, I was happy to read something which required a little less effort, and the latest in Andrew Martin’s Jim Stringer series was just the thing.
After being wounded in the leg during the events of The Somme Stations, Jim’s been promoted to Captain, and after a bit of officer training, finds himself summoned to London, where he’s given a special mission. Yes, Jim is now working for military intelligence, and he has to find out what, apart from heat and flies, is going on in Baghdad.
It all starts to unravel when he finds his contact has been murdered. Much of the usual fun and games follows, with trains into the desert, a quite impressively egotistical film maker, and the usual levels of misdirection and confusion.
This time round, when the final confrontation happens, Jim’s even more confused than normal, thanks to a slight case of malaria, but somehow survives to make it back to York. And it’s back at York that he finally learns what’s really been going on.
As always, Jim is aided by his wife Lydia, and a nice collection of guest characters. Good fun, like the rest of the series – and if you haven’t read the rest, you won’t be too confused if you start here.