Having spent much of the night laying awake listening to
the rain on the window I’d finally nodded off when the alarm went off. Over a
bowl of the Tesco granola I’d bought yesterday (not bad) I watched
another episode of Ricky Gervais’s “After Life” which was again rather
good.
I had a little look at the Internet. There wasn’t much
happening on Facebook really. Having joined the “Crap Animal Photography”
page yesterday I left it this morning as there are only so many out-of-focus
photographs you can look at before losing interest.
Seeing I had no emails at all I put some plant food onto my
monkey puzzle tree and set off work-wards.
I drove to Pembury through a damp and
dismal morning. The roads west-wards can be quite pretty in the morning
sunshine, but were rather tedious in this morning's gloom.
As I drove the pundits on the radio were
talking about the parlous state of our economy following the impact of
coronageddon. I say "our" economy; from this morning's reports
it is plain that the economy is clearly the property of an elite. There were
reports of the HSBC bank wanting to lay off thousands of workers since their
quarterly profits have plummeted to only three billion quid. And closer to home
several ministers and MPs weren't interested in bailing out UK ferry and
haulage firms who may well go bankrupt following the collapse of their
businesses.
Am I the only one who sees something
awry here? Years ago the government sold off the nation's assets because they
didn't want the aggro of running them and felt that they would be more
efficient in private hands. And now when these vital services are about to go
belly-up, the government says it is not their problem. Surely the country needs
an infrastructure in good times and bad? If nothing else, this pandemic has
shown that a system of government which is dependent on greed falls flat on its
face when there is no profit to be made.
I got to work. I did that which I could not avoid. There
were a lot less cakes and Easter eggs than yesterday, which was a shame. But an
early start made for an early finish, and I was home in time to go round the
park with "er indoors TM" and the dogs.
The walk went well. Pogo didn’t shout *that* much
and he played nicely with other dogs. Fudge did his usual trick of straggling
and looking pitiful until he met another dog at which point he started a game
of “rude-piggy-back” which totally made a mockery of my worrying about
his bad back.
Once home I was amazed to see that "er indoors TM"
had got us a new soap dish. It self-drains – how cool is that?
I then tried to pay for some Lego with PayPal. PayPal is crap.
Whenever I use it I just get the “spinning blue wheel of death”. The
only way to resolve it is to clear all the cookies and reset all the passwords.
Which is something of a pain in the glass (as "Stormageddon - Bringer
of Destruction TM" would say)
"er indoors TM" boiled up a
particularly good bit of dinner which we washed down with some rather
over-priced red wine, port and gin whilst watching yesterday’s “SAS: Who
Dares Wins” and today’s “Celebrity Bake-Off”.
I expect I shall have a headache tomorrow…
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