I had another restless night. I woke feeling refreshed and
raring to go at quarter past two, and then lay awake for the rest of the night.
Over brekkie I watched another episode of “Everyone Else
Burns”. Again on the one hand it was very funny and entertaining, and on
the other hand I recognized a lot of characters from my past. I wonder whatever
happened to the religious crackpots of Hastings of the late 1970s. Have they
all (like me) seen the darkness?
With telly watched I sparked up my lap-top. The Munzee
world was amazed at Munzee HQ’s announcement last night that you can now only
buy their stuff from the USA now. Or that is those in the parts of the Munzee
world outside the USA were amazed. Those in the USA were seemingly amazed that
there were parts of the world outside the USA.
I got Wordle on my last attempt and got ready for work.
Again taking care not to wake or squish anyone.
It was again dark as I set off to work, and again after a
couple of minutes driving through a dark morning I remembered I'd not brought
lunch. I stopped off at the co-op to get some and I met Martin who was having a
bit of a disaster. His milk had gone off and he needed more, and so had gone
shopping.
Back in the day we'd have milk delivered by a milkman. The
bloke who used to live next door a few years ago had a milkman and paid a lot
more for his milk than I did. I had a little look at the Internet this morning
and saw that the local dairies would seem to have got cheaper
since I last
compared prices but when do they deliver? I can remember my gran's milkman
never showed up until mid-morning, and on the summer mornings the milk had
already turned before he'd delivered it. On the winter mornings the stuff used
to arrive frozen.
I got my sandwich, told Martin he should get a co-op card,
and set off to work. As always I listened to the pundits on the radio who today
were in a speculative mood today. Who was going to win next week's presidential
elections in America? What would be announced in the budget later today? Loads
of guesswork this morning but absolutely no news at all.
Work was work. At lunch time one of the trainees came round
with a load of Starbucks mugs that had been donated to us. A free mug can’t be
bad... and hot on her heels was the works' well-being team with a free packet
of vitamin tablets for anyone who wanted one. I had a mug and a packet of
tablets - something for nothing is always worth having even if both will just
sit in my locker never to see the light of day again.
It was a shame no one was giving out cake...
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