I got up this morning and
as I went downstairs I was expecting to be greeted by Fudge. I
wasn't. He was in his bed, and when I went up to him he did open an
eye and wag his tail. I opened the back door so he could go out and
do his business. He heaved himself up and as he walked he did seem to
hobble somewhat. There's no denying that I ached somewhat after
yesterday's exertions. I seem to have somehow strained my hip; which
is an odd thing to have strained. Perhaps Fudge aches too? Perhaps
both of us need to go out walking more often?
I left him with "er
indoors TM" as I went to work; being glad
that I didn't have to shut him in today. He's been a good dog so far.
On his first night he did nibble a rug and have a minor chew of a
dustbin. But nothing serious so far. Unlike a chap
in Devon who was filmed on CCTV causing hundreds of pounds worth
of damage when he chewed a lump out of the seat of the bus on which
he was travelling.
Also in the news today
was an article about the imminent
collapse of Facebook and, by implication, all social media. The
reason for this rather bleak outlook? Money. It seems that Facebook
is considered to be a failure because it doesn't make lots of cash
for its owners. Doesn't this speak volumes about the sad state of our
society? Does something have to make loads of money to be worthwhile?
Is money the beginning and end of our value system?
Being the last Friday of the month, tonight was Astro club. I spent a few moments on Google Maps working out the best way to get there; and was pleasantly surprised to find that the way I have always gone is actually the shortest. I got there reasonably promptly and helped with the setting up thing. I had been wondering about how much of a turn-out we would get tonight. Being the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, I wondered if a lot of people would stay at home to watch that. Personally I couldn't see the attraction. But then I can't see the attraction of watching any sport. I really can't. Sorry(!)
I was hoping for a decent
attendance this evening; we had a guest speaker tonight. We had a
decent attendance, which was good.
And I was rather worried
about what we might be getting as a speaker. The last guest speaker
was (in my honest opinion) all wind and piss. I was hoping for
better this time. I was disappointed. Stellar evolution can be a
tricky subject to convey comprehensibly to the masses. But the
speaker didn't really give the promised lecture on stellar evolution.
Instead he had a disjointed series of (so-called) facts which
he spouted at random. He kept showing pictures of Hertzsprung Russell
diagrams but never explained what they were. He kept mentioning the
concept of absolute magnitude, but never explained how it could be
measured. At first sight the fellow was entertaining, but I couldn't help but feel that he was all
style but no substance. His presentation would have been good for the general public, but it needed to be more structured and detailed for an astronomical society.
Towards the end I
actually fell asleep.
And then one of the
parish councillors marched in and complained about the cars in the
car park. There are ways to complain, and marching in shouting at whoever might be there isn't the way to do it. The fellow didn't recognise me; but I recognised him. He
was someone I originally met through scouting many years ago, and
have since encountered in various places. I think it fair to say that
the first time I met him I felt he was a prat, and in the intervening
twenty years he has done nothing to make me change my opinion of him.
Home. I had been worrying
about Fudge. He was fast asleep. It was a shame to wake him...
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