So Kelly Communications were across the road at about 9:30 this morning, line went down and then came back about ten minutes later. As I expected it maxed the line out at 10mbps up and 40mbps down with a 25dB margin. So plenty more available in the line. Zen haven’t got back to me yet.

Work was fine, spent ages trying to trace an issue, in the end I just changed how it worked. Very moody cold again. Walked Sasha. Walked to gym this evening and did Combat, walked home. Ate salad. Feeling very tired.

So started this morning reading the paper, what I should have done yesterday. Decided to split the day up a bit. So started knocking the shit out of the existing plaster in the bedroom. Then took Sasha out for a walk. By this time Jamie was home, he’d done an eight hour shift and I’d barely got out of bed. PVA’d the wall and then mixed up some plaster. All I had left was some two year old plaster, lesson here, don’t use out of date plaster, it sets in about ten seconds flat. So gave up on that and tidied up. Did the accounts and tidied up. Had a nice bath. Spoke to Captain James. Had an existential crises about being two low over the golf course yesterday, he pointed out that if you put a golf course right next to a runway then that’s what they should expect. Went back over some old videos and noticed that I was about the same height on takeoff anyway, so just over analysing shit again. I will point out that at no point was anything ‘unsafe’, it was just perhaps, ‘undesirable’ as in, I was not at the correct height at the correct time. But when you have an aircraft full of passengers and one of them is your mother-in-law, you are some what under pressure. Anyway, hell Mary’s were said, and I was forgiven, but told to hold 300 feet before final. We live and learn. My passengers all enjoyed the experience anyway. Once again I stress at no point was I in the state of vortex-ring or anything else dodgy, I just may have frighten a few golfers.

We are getting close to Christmas, which means we are almost at the end of another year. Life is accelerating at an alarming pace. I have a feeling if I fart I’m going to be eighty-five and on the verge of death.

Started this morning with coffee and the papers. I forgot that I told Megan to be here by eleven. Anyway, we picked her up closer to twelve and drove to Staverton. Got there early, but by the time I’d done the briefing and the paperwork we took off late. And by God was there some serious traffic there today. Every man and his copilot was in a bloody aircraft. We finally got clearance and I went straight out, hit full power and launched down the 18 threshold, I’d done it a hundred times before, but today I had some precious cargo. Avoided the noise abatement over Staverton and then tracked the M5. My trim could have been a bit better but everything was by the numbers and pretty much spot-on. We tracked across Twekesbury and then followed the estuary back towards the airport. I was still to the north even if a plank was moaning that I was approaching from the west. Landing was fine, second landing was a bit rough on the tarmac, but that’s always an ass anyway. Good flight I guess. I hope my passengers enjoyed it. I reviewed the flight back on the GoPro footage and on the SkyDemon log and it was pretty much perfect, except a minor infringement over Down-Hatherley where I slightly cut into the noise abatement. You can never imagine the shear pressure involved when flying with passengers, I can fly with James or Ben and not give it a second thought, but when you are on your own and have three lives to protect, fuck me the pressure is absolutely immense. Still, I hope everyone enjoyed their day. I know Alison was panicking somewhat, but again I hope afterwards she enjoyed the experience.

Jamie and I went shopping and then failed to buy anything. We were looking at Christmas decorations. Still haven’t decided on a direction yet. Went to the local Indian this evening, we managed to sample it on an up cycle, so enjoyed the food. The price was reasonable as well. In bed by 11PM with a glass of wine. Jamie has to be up at 4:15AM, I don’t.

Today oddly went fine. It was almost quite successful. Still on the crossfire stuff, but basically managed to double the frame rate without too much breaking. Still cold, but certainly not as cold as it has been. Walked Sasha, did my one Pokemon capture and Pokestop. I’ve still got two in gyms so as soon as they’ve gone it’s all over for me for the winter. Walked to the gym, did Pump, walked home. Added the stabiliser to the Chenin Blanc and then beat the shit out of it with a degassing stick and a drill, it’s very satisfying. Tomorrow I’m flying the mother-in-law, James said he’d loosen the door.

So spent a very unexciting morning implementing the crossfire api. There’s not a lot to it, but the implementation side has so far been fairly tricky. Lots more to do. It’s been very cold again. Walked Sasha and then stopped at 4PM. Drove to Staverton, getting out of here took longer than the entire journey up the motorway. Lots of fog here, none there, clear night. Great views. Haven’t looked at the GoPro footage yet, hopefully will be good. Drove home, fog much worse now. Worked. Ate. Will sleep. Repeat.

Got a text from mother to say she was about to receive a considerable amount of compensation for her injury. So she may pay me back for the shower, then fail to pay off her credit cards and buy a complete load of ‘tat’ to ‘treat herself’. Still, I guess food will become a luxury again.

It was fucking cold. Walked Sasha. I only have two Pokes in gyms now, so as soon as they are gone I’m done now for the winter I expect. It’s glove weather not twatting with mobile phone weather. Walked to the gym, cold, did Pump, walked home, cold. Now have to pick up Jamie from the station, cold, at almost 1AM.

Slept beautifully. A good combination of drugs. No weird dreams, woke up for a pee at about 4AM and that was about it. Work was fine, I have a task to do, I got on with it. Walked Sasha, again it was nice bright weather, but fucking freezing. This evening I walked to the other end of town and did a home check for a dog. It was so cold my nipples could be used to cut glass. Watched a bit of telly. A couple of flights this week, taking the in-laws up in the R44 and I have a night flight in the R22 which will be cool.

So started at the last day of school, which of course I wasn’t actually at. There was some sort of leaving party. But I forgot to take pictures. Did go back in the evening though as it was all still going on. I just wanted to get a few photos of empty tables just filled with crap on them (I know that sentence is a paradox). Then I woke up. Bit of a rough night actually, brain all over the place.

Spent the day doing PC GPU analysis, bit different I suppose. It’s been bright out but fucking cold. Walked to Combat, walked home. Already finished work, so ate fairly early for me. Played around with single chip PC thing and now having popped many pills I’m having an early night. I look forward to tonights dream, if I’ve over mixed Zopiclone and 5-HTP with my packet of crisps it may be the last one I ever have.

Had a bit of a restless night last night, and chipped a nail. Anyway, started this morning with a laptop catchup and coffee so no harm done. Walked Sasha. Then headed out for a home check. This guy was a military helicopter pilot, the conversation soon turned off cats. Came back and had a light lunch. Drove and parked up by town. Walked into town, had a wander round.

Yesterday after visiting mother Jamie pointed out an odd thing that I’d never really noticed. We’d been sitting in mothers lounge. He said that you would have thought that she only had one child. The only pictures that exist of me in there are the ones where I’m a fat fuck with my chins almost on the ground at my sisters wedding. You need to venture to the unused dining room to find a picture of me, and nowhere does a picture of Jamie exist. This has given me a marvellous idea for a Christmas present….

Started this morning with the usual round of coffee and papers. Gave Sasha a nice walk and then we headed out. A bit of an odd one this, going to a party to celebrate a divorce. But what makes it more odd is it the divorce of the mother of my dead ex-girlfriend. It was nice to see everyone again, Karen, Hollie, Joe, Lisa etc. But there was one big elephant in the room which we were all avoiding. The last time we were all in that house together was for Nat’s funeral. Still, time moves on. Came back and popped into mother, sorted out her router, she is now on the internet again. Jamie pointed out a fun odd thing…..in her lounge she has pictures of everyone, my sisters wedding etc. but not in one place does she have a picture of Jamie and I. So I’m going to get her a nice big picture of the two of us for Christmas. Went to Cribb’s. Had a bath and drank wine. Blah, fun day I guess.