A jolly halo on our equal-first hottest day this month: 33.2 °C
Admin1 is rereading The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell.
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Halo, Is It Me You’re Looking For?
Another bright sunshiny day.
Admin2 is reading The Secret Life of Flies by Erica McAlister, which was eye-opening. Next time a swarm of tsetse flies comes at us like a hail of bullets, leaving us covered in blood, we will contemplate the fact that they are basically mammals, suckling their larvae within and giving birth to grubs as large as themselves. Thanks Ceri!
Sundog
Admin is rereading Flesh Wounds by Chris Brookmyre. Admin2 is reading The Help by Kathryn Stockett, which was helpful.
Halo
Admin1 is reading A Spy’s Life by Henry Porter.
Admin2 is reading, on Audrey’s recommendation, The Little White Horse by Elizabeth Goudge; a sugary sweet confection drenched in lashings of description in which a moon princess accompainied by friendly lion, pony, hare and unicorn triumphs over the man from the forest with his huge black cock.
Halo
Admin2 is reading Why We Die by Mick Herron
Sundog
Admin1 is all aglow because his cricket team stole the show. He’s also been playing The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim since his birthday — thanks, Admin2!
Admin2 is reading Big Sky by Kate Atkinson.
We scored 10 on the GWQ.
Low Halo
Admin1 is reading The Whisperer by Karin Fossum. Admin2 is reading Newcomer by Keigo Higashino; a relaxing mystery based in an old-fashioned Tokyo shopping district, featuring a detective with no baggage except the little treats he buys for everybody he questions.
Halo
Today was the hottest day so far this year: 14.5 °C.
Admin1 is reading Evil Things by Katya Ivar. Admin2 is reading The Black Prince by Adam Roberts (thx Admin1); a fun fragmentary newsreely novel based on a sketch of a script by Anthony Burgess and revelling in the bloodthirstiness of medieval armies.
Halo Again
Cos it’s almost halo-ween.
Admin1 is reading Wild Chamber by Christopher Fowler. Admin2 is re-reading A God in Ruins by Kate Atkinson; a life that might have been.
Coffee of the day: Mystery Coffee Mark 9 which tastes mysteriously like coffee. Good coffee though.
Halo Everybody
Admin2 is reading The Darkness by Ragnar Jonasson; what an utterly miserable book.
Coffee of the day: Columbia Fincas las Mercedes la Isla.
Sunset Sundog
A contrail with a handsome trailing fringe and sunset clouds with added colours.
Admin2 is reading Spiderweb by Penelope Lively; an anthropologist retires to a Somerset village.
We scored 10 on the GWQ.
Halo, Is It Me You’re Looking For?
Admin1 is reading Broken Heart by Tim Weaver.
White Light White Heat
The hottest day so far this year: 34.3 °C and another over 13kWh solar panel day. Will it ever end? Yes.
Sunny Afternoon
This brilliant segment of halo briefly appeared in the sky and nobody on the crowded street looked up; they were all engrossed in their phones.
Coffee of the day: Java Jampit.
Evening Sundog
Yesterday was one of our sunniest days ever, and the best for nearly three years: 12.985kWh. Today was not much worse: 12.288kWh.
Admin1 is reading The Darkness by Ragnar Jonassen — disappointing, with a rather incompetent wet hen of a heroine, despite being constantly told what a great detective she is.
We are watching The City & The City.
Say Halo to Heaven
Best solar panel day this year: 11.83kWh.
Admin2 got fed up with 4321 and is now reading Fall from Grace by Tim Weaver.
We scored a pathetic 5 on the GWQ.
You Say Halo, I Say Good Sky
Admin1 is reading The Anthill Murders by Hans Olav Lahlum. Admin2 is reading The Punch by Noah Hawley: comical dysfunctional family drama. We are watching Midnight Sun.
Sun Day
On US Eclipse Day, the sun here is just eclipsed by a cloud but embraced by a halo…
…and followed by a dog.
Halo
A sign of rain to come, and sure enough it arrived a few hours later, after a day of high winds and 12.74kWh of sunshine.
Admin2 is reading Stone Coffin by Kjell Eriksson which was ok but nothing special.
Halo Sunshine
A halo with a sundog on the left.
Admin1 is reading Wasted Years by John Harvey. Admin2 is reading On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan. We are watching series 2 of The Missing.
Dog Eat Dog
Cloudy jaws snap at a sundog.
Admin2 is reading New York 2140 by Kim Stanley Robinson. A big building story like High-Rise or 334 but with much more competent residents despite the added handicap of being partly submerged.
Our Thousandth Post
Admin1 baked a cake to celebrate and Admin2 iced it. And here is its exciting two-tone inside.
A sundog arrived to join the celebration. Some things are too wonderful to miss.
Cloud of the Day: Cirrus fibratus
Delicate wispy clouds like brushstrokes all over the sky. Later there was a sundog in a contrail:
Admin1 is rewatching Wire in the Blood. Admin2 is reading Arcadia by Iain Pears; a story of time travel and parallel worlds. Probably “not science fiction” either, eh?
Halo again
A bit of brightness in another cold, rainy, sleety day.
Admin2 is reading The Ice Child by Camila Lackberg. Admin1 is reading Where the Bodies Are Buried by Chris Brookmyre and rewatched Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell.
Vaisakhi Sundog
Admin 1 is reading Death of the Demon by Anne Holt.