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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Thursday 15 February 2007 (Day View)
15.02.2007 – Thursday 15 February – Disasters
- • Today’s disasters so far: It has rained a few times. While not technically a disaster, it could have been. We’re not getting any serious rain (which is a disaster) but it’s wet enough that I’ve pulled most of the weeds out of the garden (which was a disaster), and will start getting it back into shape (which is probably going to be a disaster). I’d given up for a while, as it was just too hard to water it with the silly water restrictions (which are a disaster). I managed to cover myself in sticky spider web containing millions of “little things”. It appears that there’s no known way to get them off. What a disaster! I then got very itchy from some kind of itchy plant with lots of tiny hairs, which apparently embed themselves into unprotected arms, for no reason other than pure malice. How disastrous! Then, most disastrously, I dropped my 50mm f/1.8 prime lens while taking some photos of a grasshopper, which now has a nice and large scratch across the edge of the rear element. Surprisingly, it doesn’t seem to make any difference, other than making a horrible noise when seeking focus at infinity.
- • I caught a bus to the city and a City Cat from there to work, where I’m sure there’ll be plenty more disasters.