Over brekkie I watched the second
episode of the documentary series about Queen Elizabeth I. It was rather
interesting, as is much of history. Why was it that the teachers at what was
once regarded as one of the best schools in the South East had this ability to
take the most interesting things and make them so boring? History, literature, physics…
so many subjects were killed stone dead for me back then.
I was rather ashamed to read Facebook
this morning. After yesterday’s news coverage of the atrocities in Manchester,
social media abounded with a general hatred of all things foreign. Do these
people not realise that the bombing was carried out by someone who was born in
England?
Dark skinned friends of mine were
frightened to walk the streets when Portugal’s football team once beat the
English football team. It strikes me that unless the authorities start actually
achieving something and bringing the terrorists to justice, the small-minded
are going to start taking matters into their own hands. And from reading
Facebook this morning it is patently clear that there are enough people willing
to string up anyone guilty of looking just the teensiest bit different to
themselves.
As a child I had hoped for a world which
was so much better…
As I drove to work the news was all
about the Manchester bombing. There was an interesting little episode just I
was coming off the motorway. As I came up the slip road there was a frantic
beeping of a hooter, and a BMW (registration
GK06 CWJ) arrogantly tried to drive everyone else off of the road as it
came up the middle. I gave him the V-sign, and then slagged him off on rate-driver.co.uk.
Have you ever looked up your own car on
that website? I did – it lists all the MOT results including reasons for
failure and any advisories. I wonder where they get that information. I wonder
if it breaches any confidentiality?
I did my work, and came home again. The
roads home were really busy for no reason I could fathom. Once home we ran the
dogs round the park; "er indoors TM" had already
started and I caught up with them at the co-op field. Fudge had no problem in
running to see me as I arrived.
We walked the park, and then had a
rather good bit of scoff washed down with a very good (three Euros) bottle of red wine. We watched last Saturday’s episode
of “Doctor Who” which for once hadn’t
been ruined for us by endless spoilers on Facebook. And then we watched the
first episode of the2012 series of Bake-Off.
I really should have an early night – I’ve
got an early start tomorrow…
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