🖍️ Week 256

Week 2^8
So, England failed to beat Argentina in their World Cup semi-final, owing to a tactical cock-up from our supposed super-tactician head coach. Irritating. No “second star” this time, then. The boys went to bed at half-time, and then shed a few tears when they watched the second-half highlights the morning after.
Football: it toughens you up for future hope-then-disappointment events in life. Or it mentally scars you, I’m not quite sure which.
I ordered a BUSY Bar in the early-bird sale. I’m not sure what I’ll do with it, but I’m looking forward to hacking on its API and with its integrations. I’m confident it will be a valued addition to my desk, unlike the Stream Deck, which I really must get round to selling (offers welcome).
After so much scorching weather, it was inevitable that there would need to be a hosepipe ban. Shame, I was just about to wash my car. At least it’s been a little cooler.
On Saturday we had Village Day, starting with a parade along the high street, up to the fair in the north of the village. The boys and L joined their school’s The Day The Crayons Quit theme, dressed from head-to-toe in a single colour. I looped around the stalls, ignoring the Temu tat, and then settled down in front of the beer tent. It’s a lovely community we live in.
I endured the World Cup Final and was pleased to see Spain win in extra-time, partly because of their Arsenal contingent, but also because it meant the dirty Argies lost. Argentina really didn’t win any friends this week.

🖍️ Week 256 - Crayons