I slept well. Apparently “er indoors TM” didn’t.
She was in and out with Treacle several times during the night.
I made toast and had my usual rummage round the Internet.
There was a major rant happening on one of the local Facebook groups about a local
GP surgery. They open their phone lines at eight o’clock for an hour, but say
they might close them early if all the appointments go. Apparently this morning
the phone lines closed at five past eight.
Thinking back to yesterday’s rant it is quite clear that
the GPs can’t cope, so why on Earth does Lord Darzi want to burden them with
more work…?
I munzed, I failed at Wordle, and took the dogs for a walk.
Not having as long as we usually have, we just walked to the park and back. As
we walked we saw “OrangeHead” whose head today was a vivid russet. Back
in the day when I used to take Fudge to the park we would regularly meet “OrangeHead”
and a gang of her mates. I laughingly called the mates “OrangeHead’s posse”
and the membership of the posse would ebb and flow. From time to time I’d see
her going in one direction and some of her posse going in another. Chatting
with them they would all be falling out with each other all the time. It would
seem that in the years since we regularly walked round the park she’s still got
a posse. I wonder if they still quarrel.
I also saw something that boiled my piss. There’s some
relatively new houses that have been built near the park overlooking the river,
It would take over six years wages of the average UK citizen to buy one of
them. Alternatively you could get one by taking out a mortgage over twenty-five
years and paying back over a thousand quid a month. Sitting on the other side
of the river from these houses is a tent in which some poor homeless sod had
set up.
This isn’t the future I was promised…
We came home. Because we’ve got a home to come to. The dogs
had brekkie, and on seeing a new geocache had gone live not a million miles
from work I set off early in the hope of getting a First to Find.
I didn’t get it.
I went on to work where as well as having a rather busy
afternoon I also had both my COVID and flu injections, and came home through
the rain.
Mind you not getting to be First to Find, being busy and
having injections pales into insignificance compared to that poor sod in his
tent in Viccie Park in the rain.
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