Fudge decided to sleep
at the bottom of the bed last night. He can be rather grumpy at night and was
growling and grumbling every time anyone moved. Bearing in mind how restless
the puppy can be, that made for a rather sleepless night. This was a shame; I
had been hoping for a decent night’s sleep.
Over brekkie I watched
another episode of “Monkey”, then
spent a few minutes trying to find out where my blog photos go to. Every day I
post one up. Somehow or other my ChromeCast seems to use them as a random
slideshow; some of the photos are rather interesting (to me). I’ve been wondering for some time where the thing finds
them; it turns out there is an archive.
I had my obligatory
look at Facebook and sighed. Once there was all sorts of things going on; now
people post less and less. Such a shame. Mind you I did find an advert for a
local beer festival this weekend. There is a micro-pub not too far away that is
having one. Being at something of a loose end on Saturday I wondered if I might
have a day out there. Then I read about all the bands that are playing. Oh
dear… They have chosen their target audience, and by having live bands they
have specifically said that they don’t want me along. Some bands are half-way
decent. Most are not. For myself I go to a pub to be sociable – how can how
socialize when the din is so loud you have to communicate by text with the
person who is only two feet away from you?
With no emails not
destined for the bin I got myself organized and set off to work.
As I drove to work the
pundits on the radio were talking about the ready availability of knives in the
UK, and there was an interview with Sir David Attenborough, but I wasn’t really
paying attention. Early in the drive had been the sports news. For all that
they talk about all sorts of varied sporty things which are *really* interesting (if you like that sort of thing), I just
hear “blah blah sport” and my mind
wanders. After all, sport is to be done, not talked about on the radio.
I had a rather busy day
at work, and once home I walked the dogs round the park. Yesterday I walked in
front of Fudge and kept shouting for him to keep up. Today I walked behind him
and chivvied and chased him and we got round in a fraction of the time.
Once home I had some
diet dinner. These diet foods are only “diet”
because you get hardly anything in the packet. I ironed shirts whilst watching
more “Monkey”, then I then spent a
little while on my latest on-line course. I’m spending a few weeks learning
about the science of beer.
So far it is rather dull…
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