I slept like a log last night. This morning as I checked
Facebook there were quite a lot less videos of the Thursday clapping from last
night. There wasn’t any of it up our street last night. There would seem to be
a growing sentiment against this Thursday clapping thing; the novelty is
finally wearing off. Mind you, those that are doing it are doing it big-time.
The video footage of the clap in my nephew’s street showed they all had their
mates round to join in and social distancing was out the window as a mini-carnival
was being staged. I pity any of the key workers that they were clapping who
were trying to sleep in that street.
I got the dogs leaded up and drove them down to Orlestone
woods where we had a rather good walk without meeting anyone as we walked. We
came back to the car park to see something odd though. There was a family of
four in a car. With their windows open I could hear them chatting about the
birds they could see and the alpacas in the paddock nearby. They were excited
at seeing the dogs, and the “boot dogs” trick really impressed them. I
drove off rather slowly watching them in my mirror. They were showing no signs
of leaving their car. Had they just driven to the car park for a bit of
sightseeing?
I dropped the dogs at home and popped round to B&Q for
some bits and bobs. Coronageddon-panic had subsided somewhat since I was last
there, but they had a sign up saying NHS workers should show their ID badge at
the till so that B&Q could show their appreciation. I showed my badge and
jokingly said “please don’t clap; we’ve had enough of that“. With a
straight face the woman behind the till said “yes – I think we all have”.
But they gave me ten per cent off of what I bought. Over
the years the panels on the shed have warped and twisted, and there are a few
baps between them. Rather than farting about replacing them, I got some filler,
and once home I bodged the holes full of the stuff. Fortunately the holes were
all at one end, and I got a coat of paint on to the other end of the shed. I
could have painted the front as well I suppose, but I ached somewhat (presumably
from the previous two days of painting?)
I took myself to bed for the afternoon. I didn’t sleep
well. It was too hot, but I dozed fitfully for three hours before getting up
and doing a little more painting. I’ve pretty much got all of the fencing done;
just half of the shed to go now. I seem to have got it done far quicker this
year than in previous years.
I fed the fish (to the delight of the dogs), and had
another look-see at the Internet in case I’d mossed anything during the day.
I hadn’t.
With any luck "er indoors TM"
will boil up some dinner in a bit, then I shall set off to work… The day before
a night shift is always rather dull as I just loiter about waiting for time to
pass.
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