I was rather late to bed last night and slept like a log
until quarter to one, then dozed fitfully looking at the clock every twenty
minutes. This happens every time I have an alarm set.
I got up at half past five and made toast which I scoffed
whilst watching an episode of “Boomers”, then had a little look at the
Internet. It was much the same as ever.
A new series of geocaches had gone live about an hour’s
drive away. I featured in one of the caches; rather
flattering to be mentioned. And overnight the people who’d supplied the pond
waterfall attachments had sent an email saying they would accept the things
back again, which was just as well because they are going back whether they
would be accepted or not.
Three people on my Facebook list had a birthday today. I
sent out birthday wishes, failed at Wordle, then got ready for work.
I set off to work... once I remembered where I'd left
the car last night. As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about the
upcoming presidential election in America. Donald Trump has been confirmed as
the Republican candidate, and there are moves afoot to get someone who's not in
their mid-eighties to be the Democrat candidate. Poor President Biden would
seem to be quickly losing the confidence of everyone. The implication was that
the American public are being faced with a choice between the incompetent and
the incapable, and given such a choice no one wants to choose "incapable".
There was also an interview with the new Defence
minister who is today meeting with the Ukrainian president who's got the arse
because the UK government won't let them fire UK weapons into Russia. I must
admit I was rather disappointed with the new Defence minister. After so many
years of Conservatives, this Labour minister sounds exactly the same as the
Tories in that he said a lot without saying anything.
I suppose that's politicians for you.
I did my bit, and came home. We had a rather good evening
in the garden with friends having a little get-together in honour of a
sixty-fifth birthday.
A very good evening… the fourth bottle of ale might have
been a mistake…
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