If you use that photo of me in your blip...

You're dead.

Well, that was pretty much the behind-the-scenes threat the usually demure and retiring Mrs. Ottawacker made. But I have no choice, you see, it is the only photo I have of the day and, I have to say, it is not my fault she hasn't mastered the art of the selfie. 

Slept OK and up around 8:30. Main event of the morning was watching Liverpool vs. Bournemouth, which was a 3-0 win, but not quite as comfortable as it sounds. I’m not sure what is wrong – we are scintillating at times, slow and lethargic at others. Anyway, Diaz got two and Nuñez scored a cracker. Still feel there is much more to come, though. Still, you can only win your games.


In a very bored state of mind at the moment. Lethargy is rife. There is nothing I want to do and nothing I need to do (other than work). So, we drove out to the city and had a ride some of the more happening neighbourhoods (Westboro and Hintonburg). They actually looked fun places – maybe I should give Ottawa another try. Instead, I went home and cooked pork schnitzels for dinner.