Apart from a rather unusual D-group in the small hours (it’s
a blood banking thing) the night shift passed off rather peacefully. I
commented about the obscure blood group on Facebook, and all sorts of people
commented (which was fun).
As I drove home I kept looking at the “range” thingy
on my car’s dashboard. Having got a full tank of petrol before work yesterday,
my car’s estimated range (until more petrol was needed) was about fifty
miles higher than usual on a full tank. Travelling cross-country to Pembury has
been far more fuel-efficient than going up the motorway to Maidstone.
As I drove home I listened to the pundits on the radio who
were drivelling on about coronageddon. Despite a daily death rate still over
seven hundred (and anyone with any sense realising the need to continue
lock-down for quite a while yet) the politicians were all talking about
easing restrictions. You might think that this a rather stupid thing to do, but
the politicians realise that although lock-down is very necessary, it is very
unpopular, and the one who makes the most noise about ending it will be the one
who gets the most votes at the next election.
I got home, had a shower and went straight to bed where I
managed to sleep for just under three hours. I came down to find "er
indoors TM" (still in pyjamas) had stripped the
kitchen and was having a major spring clean.
I made myself some toast, and scoffed it whilst telling the
world about my fourth choice of film (for the ten films Facebook thingy)
and then sent out some birthday wishes. I then wasted some time doing some of
my latest Coursera course. “Finding Purpose and
Meaning in Life”
seems a bit “tree-hugging” but it might be interesting. If nothing else
I got a free app out of it.
With the spring cleaning still in full flow I took myself
out into the garden where I sat for a couple of hours reading Alexie Sayle on
the Kindle whilst having a pint or two. Once "er indoors TM"
was ready we took the pups round the park for a walk. We’d had reports that our
Munzees had faded (it comes to us all!) so we did a little Munzee
maintenance as we walked. There were a couple of “dog episodes”, but as
another regular dog walker said to me, the problem really does lie with those
who don’t walk their dogs from one month to the next and don’t know how dogs
brains work. It spoke volumes that one half-wit we met in the co-op field didn’t
know how to undo his dog’s lead.
We came home; I did more Coursera whilst "er
indoors TM" tried to find her locking nuts. I expect they
are in the car somewhere. Failing that, there’s always eBay.
"er indoors TM" boiled up a very
good bit of dinner. We devoured it then tuned in (via Zoom) to what is
becoming a regular feature of lock-down – the weekly on-line quiz. Some easy
questions, some not so easy. I rather amazed myself by coming second. These
quizzes are really good fun, and a good way to catch up with friends.
It was a shame that I was rather distracted this evening.
Fudge seems to have hurt his front right leg. I’ve given it a good going over
and can’t find any source of pain. I think he’s strained something. I shall
keep an eye on him…
Did I even mention that I never wanted a dog? This worry is
*exactly* why…
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