An afternoon sitting in
the sun yesterday had taken its toll so I had an early night. An early night is
always counterproductive; it would seem I get about the same amount of sleep
every night so an early night just means I have that sleep earlier and consequently
I was awake ridiculously early this morning.
Over brekkie I watched
an episode of “BattleStar Galactica”
then had a look at the Internet to see if anything momentous had happened there
overnight. Facebook was interesting; so many people I know were on the beach at
Deal yesterday. But although they all know me, none of the people posting
photos from Deal knew each other.
I also had a pang of
jealousy when I read a friend’s post. I went to Bromley Technical College with
Della from 1983 to 1987. She was at my wedding, but over the years we’ve rather
lost touch (apart from watching each
other’s photos on Facebook). I knew she’s given up blood testing some years
ago and had gone into teaching. She’d rapidly risen through the ranks to become
a head teacher, and today was posting photos from her beautiful country cottage
and was announcing her retirement. She’s only a couple of years older than me
and has such a wonderful cottage and has now retired. For me retirement is ten
years away (at closest). I know of
several people who gave up blood testing and went into teaching and within a
few short years were in incredibly senior positions.
Perhaps I should have
done the same.
I got ready for work.
In a novel break with tradition I didn’t wear my Doc Marten’s today. Over the
last few weeks I think they have shrunk; they *really* hurt when I wear therm. I wonder what has happened to them.
Instead I wore a pair of plimsolls. Back in the day the management would have
gone mad about trivia like that. Nowadays no one notices.
As I drove through a
rather bright morning the pundits on the radio were talking about a
new play at London’s Royal Court Theatre are openly using autocues rather
than learning their lines. The pundits were incensed at this revelation and
were deploring the drop in standards. I must admit I couldn’t see their
problem. Not learning lines is nothing new. Look at Arthur Lowe in “Dad’s Army” or William Hartnell in early
episodes of “Doctor Who”. It was
patently obvious that they could have done with autocues.
I got to work early; we
had a morphology tutorial this morning. I quite like those. I then had a rather
good day at work, and came home to walk the dogs. With dogs walked I moved some
rubbish from the back garden into the front. I intend to do a tip run tomorrow.
Will I do one? Time will tell. It always does…
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