16 August 2021 (Monday) - Back to Work

I didn't have a good night; I spent most of the night in a sweat (too much to eat at yesterday's barby, perhaps?), and when I wasn't sweating I was clouting either “er indoors ^TM” or whichever of the dogs was snoring the loudest.
I gave up trying to sleep at quarter past five and got up. 

 

I spent an age trying to find what I'd done with my sandwich box; finally finding it where I'd left it over a week ago. I made toast and scoffed it whilst watching an episode of the second season of "Chewing Gum". Whilst it was  entertaining enough I can see why a third season never got made.

I recorded another negative COVID test then set off to work. As I walked to my car I made a point of pretending not to see not-so-nice-next-door who was shoving something quite huge into the public dustbin outside the hairdressers (at half past six in the morning). I considered fishing it out to see just what she couldn’t put in her own rubbish but thought better of it. Instead I set off work-wards.

 

As I drove the only thing I could hear on the radio was talk of the evacuation of Afghanistan. Following the withdrawal of the western troops the Taliban have re-taken the country and the place looks set to descend back into the dark ages. (I could be wrong, but I doubt it). When I was a lad the future looked so bright. Now we face environmental collapse, crackpot religions, and being unable to say a word in protest for fear of offending those who make a profession out of being offended.

There was other stuff on the radio, but I couldn't hear a word of it. Today the pundits on the radio seemed to be specialising in interviewing people who mumbled or shouted or stood too far from the microphone in a deliberate attempt not to be heard. Some mornings the radio is thought-provoking and inspiring. The only thoughts provoked this morning were "WTF are they talking about?"

 

I got to work for the early shift. After an hour or so in one part of the lab I was seconded to another. There are those who don't like being moved about during the day; I'm only too happy to be wanted. But an early start made for an early finish and I took a little (quite substantial) detour to test out my latest geo-project. I got to the back of beyond, sparked up this geo-project and found that what I had on my phone was the Mk1 version that I’d made yesterday morning. I’d never actually put the Mk100 version (that I actually wanted to test) onto my phone. Woops.

 

I came home, made geo-project Mk101 and made sure that was on my phone. I shall test that tomorrow.

Some of the family were going to the cinema this evening; “er indoors ^TM” went with them. I didn’t. I took the dogs to the co-op field for a walk, and with walk walked they had their dinner and I had mine. Pizza covered in grated stilton – that should be good for a stomach-ache.

As I scoffed it I watched “Sandkings”; the first episode of the re-imagined “The Outer Limits” series (which is now twenty-six years old). I didn’t realise that the original story on which it was based was written by the same chap who wrote “Game of Thrones”. It was every bit as good as I remember it; I wonder if all of “The Outer Limits” shows are available on Netflix or Amazon Prime?