Red wine and exercise

It rained during the night, as forecast, but this morning it's fairly bright if a little breezy and I have a bit of a headache, due to imbibing red wine last night. I feel obliged to drink red wine, at least now and again, whenever I read that it is good for the heart. It is, of course, a huge inconvenience, but, hey! one must look after one's health, innit! Then I am reminded that it contains calories, at least 70 per glass (and that's a small glass) so I decide that maybe I should give it a miss. The problem with the headaches is that, unless I drink wine on a regular basis, (We are only talking a glass or two here, not barrelfuls, you understand.) when I drink it on odd occasions, I invariably wake up with a headache the next morning.
So this morning, as I am not quite a hundred percent head-wise, I am not sure how I am going to occupy my time. (Note to E.D. - I have just planted the peas and beans.) Shall I go for a walk, do some much needed hoovering and cleaning or start digging the garden?
I'm sure I read somewhere that one should not engage in vigorous exercise under the influence of a headache............ That settles it then, feet up with another cup of tea.

Chilli or curry powder?

On Wednesday, I did the shopping for Keith and myself, as I do these days, before going to Dad's on Thursday.
"Get some curry powder, please," said Keith.
So I did. Well, actually, no, I couldn't find any so I got chilli powder instead. Keith was horrified. He rang me yesterday to tell me I hadn't bought any curry powder.
"No, but I got chilli powder," I said.
"But it's not curry powder!" he protested.
"It's the same thing," I said, "It's hot, just like curry powder."
"I can't make chicken curry with chilli powder," he said.
One's hot, the other's hot. What's the difference? I can't see the problem myself. I didn't even get into whether curry is really a good choice for his diet. One thing at a time...

Motorway driving

This is getting to be a bit of a habit.
I feel rather like an American on a tour of Europe - "If it's Thursday, it must be Venice." Only in my case, "If it's Thursday, I must be en route for Bristol again." The novelty of bombing up and down between North Wales and Bristol is, I must confess, beginning to pall now. Last week, I drove back with a nail in my rear, nearside tyre, although I didn't realise that until it went into the garage yesterday to be looked at.
This week, I drove down in the company of idiots. There were the usual ones who are sure the road belongs to them and can't understand why anyone should have the temerity to be in front of them and then there was 'Super-Idiot'. This clown was so incensed that there was a car in front of him in the outside lane, that he switched straight from outside to inside lane, undertook a car in the middle lane and then shot back into the outside lane and continued his journey at 10,000 miles an hour.
However, you can bet your last month's salary that he will get away with his behaviour scot free while, in another place, some hapless motorist trundling along an urban road at two miles over the speed limit, will be speedgunned and ticketed before you can say Jack Robinson.
(Who is he, anyway?)

Sponsors required please

OK, I know I have been silent for some time but I've been busy - OK??

However, Elder Daughter's partner, Mark, and his friend are planning to take part in The Mongolian Rally.

"On Saturday 18th July 2009, around 500 teams will set forth from the historic Goodwood Circuit in Chichester. Their goal is to reach Ulan Bator, the capital of Mongolia, some 10,000 km away. With no support crews, no set route & in cars that struggle with the weekly shopping trip, this is the Mongol Rally 2009.
Young and foolish, yes, maybe, but it is for a good cause, the Christina Noble Foundation, which raises money to help children in Vietnam and Mongolia.

Click on the links to find out more about it and to sponsor Mark and Adrian, just click here or on the link on my sidebar.

Every little helps...