...Enjoying the beautiful sunshine. Did the last of the 25 "walks in Dacorum" - which included having to wade through a flooded road and get lunch at a village pub where the chef had walked out, so we got treated to the delights of sandwiches made with white bread (Mother's Pride variety!!!) along with a heap of hastily sliced iceberg lettuce and some tomato, made by the elderly landlady who was also serving at the bar. It was rather like going back in time to the 1970s...
The exposure to the sunshine has done me a lot of good though, even if we are caked in mud!
I'm now sitting in a big unhealthy heap with a glass of wine in front of the (new) telly. We finally had to give up on the ancient cathode ray one which was about 18" deep(because it broke) in favour of a skinny little Panasonic number which has all sorts of exciting things on the home screen that I don't understand.

Oh, and it has a section utilising my all time most hated word...APPS.

Is it JUST me that finds that a really irritating term??

Anyway, I'm currently watching a thing about the discovery of DNA and have realised that the man who's talking about it is Dibble's supervisor at UCL (Steve Jones)!!
