I
had one of those “On This Day”
reminders from Facebook this morning; two years ago EE were giving out free
battery packs for mobile phones, and two years ago today there was a recall
issued as some of them were prone to blowing up. I took mine back, was assured
a replacement, and promptly forgot all about it. It turns out they gave
up on the whole idea. Such a shame; bearing in mind how much I pay them
each month something for nothing would have been rather nice.
Whilst
on Facebook I realised that a friend’s ex-girlfriend had de-friended me. What
it the etiquette on social media when you have a bust-up? Do you automatically
remove all connection with your ex-s’ friends?
I
spent a little while in the garden. I cleared up all the dog turds then hung
out the washing. I then cleared more dog turds that I’d missed the first time.
I got out the strimmer then cleared even more dog turds that I’d missed on the
second clear up. I strimmed the lawn’s edges, then went round clearing dog
turds for a fourth time. How can two small dogs generate so much poo?
I
got the lawn mowed, then cut back the jungle hanging over the fence from
next-door. If and when I next see her I’m going to say something to her about
her mess. I shall have to figure out how to get her to acknowledge my existence
first, but I’ll sort it somehow.
We
then took the dogs for a little walk. "er indoors TM"
had left her car at the Conningbrook hotel last night; a three-mile walk to go
fetch it would be just right. As we walked along past the Riverside pub I
looked into the river. There was a pike swimming along. It was huge; probably
nearly as long as my arm. Me and "My Boy TM" have
been looking for somewhere to go pike fishing. Now we know.
We
made relatively good time to the Conningbrook and were soon home again. I got
in the dry laundry, scoffed an egg sandwich, had a quick shower, and set off
for the late shift.
I left home just as the drizzle was starting and drove to work through
heavy rain. It looked as though we had the best of the weather this
morning and, as I've said before, I don't mind the weekend work when it is
raining.
As I drove to work the radio was broadcasting "Any Questions" from Northern Ireland. As is so often the case
with this show (and life in general),
what started as a reasoned argument soon descended to a bitter squabble.
The people being interviewed were talking about Britain's relationship
with the European Union after the Brexit deal is finalised. One of the panel
suggested that Britain might try for a deal similar to the deals arranged by
the Icelandic and the Norwegians. Another of the panel pointed out that in
order for these specific deals to have been accepted by the EU, Norway and
Iceland had to accept compliance with more EU regulations than most EU member
states have to accept. Now this may be true, or this may be a blatant lie
but no one on the radio's panel disputed it.
Didn't we vote to leave the EU because we don't want Johnny Foreigner
telling us what to do? I sighed, and drove in to work.
As I worked the rain lifted. During a break my phone pinged. A message (via Facebook) from an old colleague. I'd
not heard from her in years. She's doing fine; having left blood-testing she
went into teaching. Within two years she had become Head of Science at a
secondary school, and was still loving her job. For all that I am quite settled
now, sometimes I wonder "what if".
You certainly don't see many school teachers working on Saturdays in
August.
But I doubt if being a secondary school teacher would have worked for
me; I would probably have strangled one or two of them by now.
I did my bit; the relief soon arrived and I came home again. I
should have had an early night really…
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