The
noise of the rain woke me in the night, but it had stopped by the time I got
out of my pit, which was something of a result. I scoffed toast and had a look
at the Internet as I do most mornings. It was surprisingly not full of
political talk. With such a low turn-out perhaps people just don’t care any
more? I must admit the electoral system isn’t right, is it? Look at the results. The Labour party have
got two thirds of the seats in the House of Commons with only one third of the
total vote. The Liberal Democrats have got seventy-one seats, but with half a
million more votes Reform UK have only got five.
And
an ex-girlfriend of a friend was getting loads of stick on Facebook. Having
buried her husband (who died after a long illness) only three weeks ago
she has now announced she’s in a relationship with someone seemingly old enough
to be her father and everyone was lambasting her. I’ve not met her in person
for some time, but her Facebook feed can be entertaining.
Being
Saturday we set off to Dog Club. There was quite a good turn-out, and the dogs
all seemed to have a great time. Morgan got told off by a bigger dog, which was
probably for the best. I forgot to take any dog treats, but Eric’s mum brought
along a box of gravy bones as Eric doesn’t like them. All the other dogs did.
As
we drove to Dog Club I totally failed on Steve’s guess the lyrics competition
on the radio, but I got the mystery year on the way home. When was the first run
of Doctor Who cancelled? 1989.
We
got home, hung out the washing and had a cuppa. Then the rain started so I got
the washing in, hung it round the house and cracked on solving geo-puzzles
whilst watching the weather go from overcast to glorious sunshine, and the rain
going from none to torrential seemingly regardless of the colour of the sky.
I
was reminded of a dozen or so kite festivals in Brighton which always took
place in early July when the weather would be just the same; beautiful and
hossing down in repeated succession.
As I geo-puzzled we carried on listening to Steve on the radio… and
after a while we stopped. Steve’s show was rather good, but he finished at
mid-day. The chap who took over was playing some rather depressing music. “er indoors TM” told Alexa
to play Disney songs instead.
Eventually we decided enough was enough and went for a drive if
only to get some petrol. We came home via Pets at Home as we were short of dog
food. “er
indoors TM” went in to the shop to get dog food, and I
stood outside waiting whilst the dogs cried and screamed because they had been
deserted.
After two minutes “er indoors TM” came
out with dog food, put it down because it was heavy, and Morgan piddled all
over it.
We came home… through the rain and I spent the rest of the day
geo-puzzling. Rather a waste of a Saturday, but Dog Club was fun.
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