UncleArthur

I haven't used a urinal since the '90s. Take the weight off your feet, avoid splash-back and fully drain your bladder to mitigate post-wee leakage by using a cubicle. And as a bonus, you'll never have to worry about shy bladder syndrome.

We also have mice, thanks to our Puss who keeps bringing them in to play. Actually, I think we're currently mouse-free after I ejected yesterday's offering.

Sounds like a plan! We've engaged in some Swedish death cleaning (döstädning) to reduce the amount of clutter for the child to sort out when we go. Originally, we wanted to be planted in a pod under a tree, but such cemeteries are quite rare in the UK so it looks like it'll be a standard cremation. Talking of which, we've also picked our death songs for the service.

That depends on the box of chocolates!

https://www.neuhauschocolates.com/en_GB/home

That was indeed the joke!

Indeed! Morbidity (as opposed to mortality) is the major concern to me these days, so I'm doing as much as I can now just in case I can't do anything in the years to come. If I drop dead then all is good, there are no issues. If I'm stuck at home but still alive, at least I'll have some good memories to look back on.

Quite.

I always thought I'd be immortal. So far (63-ish) so good. Dying's the last thing I plan on doing.

I've picked up quote a few new (to me) artists and songs via streaming shows. One that stands out is Netflix's DARK, the montage soundtrack for which is utterly superb and almost none of which I knew before.

Go Your Own Way - Fleetwood Mac

I wouldn't have gone to that one either.

As far as I'm concerned, anyone who travels from Europe is a complete idiot. I'm thinking about including the teams in that definition too.