Last night I had a stroke of genius. I get
them from time to time. Rather than going to bed at 11pm and waking far too
early, I had this plan to go to bed later, and maybe waking a tad nearer
getting up time. It sort of worked – I wasn’t awake for as much of the night as
sometimes I have been, but it did leave me tired for most of the day.
Something I’ve mentioned in the past, and
something which annoys me is how I’ll go from one room to another to do something,
only to completely forget what I had in mind when I get there.
I’m not alone in doing this, and science has an
explanation.
It would seem that the average mind sees walking through a door as being a
subliminal instruction to wipe short term memory. That would explain an awful
lot.
Last night I mentioned that I walked to
Chippy’s house. And (daft as it might
sound) I actually felt as though I had less weight to carry about. So
tonight I went for a bit of a run. Just up the road and back, alternating
running with walking. And I didn’t do too badly for a start. I might try running
again tomorrow. I have a long term plan to take the train to work in
Canterbury, and to run to and from the train station at both ends. So I need to
work on my running a bit.
We then went to Matalan for a nosey – they’ve
got all the Xmas bling up: usually I’m an Xmas nut: tonight I found it vaguely
depressing.
And then home – over a cracking bit of tea we
watched the latest episode of “Terra Nova”.
Like most TV, it doesn’t hold up to serious consideration, but I’m finding it
to be quite watchable. And for something set in pre-history, they aren’t
over-playing the dinosaurs. Which is good.
And then we watched an episode of “the Spoke and Jim Show”, or “Classic Star Trek” as it is known in
some circles. I was quite pleased that I successfully identified the four
members of the landing party that were going to die, and the one that was going
to get goosed. Much as I love “the Spoke and
Jim Show”, it can get a bit predictable sometimes…
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