![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
A very wet afternoon
Having spent most of the last month being a complete lazy slob, I was determined to be Domestically Useful this weekend.
So, while Cal was partaking of the Farmers' Market, I spent the morning doing laundry and attempting to tidy the house a bit. This afternoon, I was relaxing while the washing machine did some more laundry, when Cal collected our e-mail, and discovered mails from our friends making arrangements to go to the Manchester anti-war march. Which we had completely forgotten.
Checked watch (15:00) checked e-mails (meet at 13:00-ish)
Arse.
So off we went, to make up the numbers at the post march rally, at least.
We arrived just in time to be harangued by a man trying to convince us that Marks and Spencer is the Root Of All Eviltm
This being Manchester, it was raining, of course, so we greeted a rather bedraggled-looking SMS and Arthur, remained until members of our group were in danger of hypothermia, then retired to Fab Cafe.
Curses be upon my useless memory.
So, while Cal was partaking of the Farmers' Market, I spent the morning doing laundry and attempting to tidy the house a bit. This afternoon, I was relaxing while the washing machine did some more laundry, when Cal collected our e-mail, and discovered mails from our friends making arrangements to go to the Manchester anti-war march. Which we had completely forgotten.
Checked watch (15:00) checked e-mails (meet at 13:00-ish)
Arse.
So off we went, to make up the numbers at the post march rally, at least.
We arrived just in time to be harangued by a man trying to convince us that Marks and Spencer is the Root Of All Eviltm
This being Manchester, it was raining, of course, so we greeted a rather bedraggled-looking SMS and Arthur, remained until members of our group were in danger of hypothermia, then retired to Fab Cafe.
Curses be upon my useless memory.