‘er indoors TM stuck an extra blanket on the bed last night,
and I slept a whole lot better. It’s amazing the difference not being cold can
make. And being on a late start probably helped at all. If I know I need to be
up for something in the morning I always wake far too early: if there’s no need
to be up early I always seem to sleep better.
Mind you there was a minor panic: having
convinced myself that it wasn’t recycling blue box day today, it came as a
shock as I heard the bin men outside. But I charged out of bed and got the bin
to them in time. And went back to kip for a bit.
After a while I hauled my carcass out of my
pit and fiddled about going through my post. Whilst doing so there was a bit of
a commotion downstairs - “Daddy’s Little Angel TM ” and Sid
had arrived to visit. Sid seems to be getting more excitable as he gets older.
A bit like his mother, really.
And so to work. Being on a late shift I had
planned to pop into the home brew shop on the way to work. But I completely
forgot. I’ll do it tomorrow.
Work was work, and over my lunch break I had
two phone calls about jobs I’ve recently applied for. Whilst nothing’s come up
so far, the agencies both sounded keen, and both suggested that this time of
the year is traditionally slow for the kind of jobs I’m applying for. The market
apparently picks up in January. Let’s hope so.
And so home, where I set the washing machine
going. It’s very noticeable how quiet the washing machine is now it’s had its
bearings replaced. And after a decent bit of tea I ironed a week’s worth of
shirts whilst watching “Yes Prime
Minister”. I do like that program.
Meanwhile I see that neutrinos are still going
much faster than science says they should. Did Albert get it wrong? One
cannot help but wonder exactly what E is now equal to….
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