I slept reasonably well, and over some toast I watched
another episode of “Back” on Netflix.
In many ways it is very like “Peep Show” by the same people.
I then had a look at the Internet. One of today’s arguments
on Facebook was on a pension-related group about National Insurance
contributions. Do payments made before your eighteenth birthday count. I don’t
see why they wouldn’t, but there were those that seemed to think there was an
issue. I should really check that the government has made a note of my payments
over the years really, shouldn’t I?
The other argument was about how you keep rainwater out of
garden ponds as rainwater is supposedly dangerously acidic. Supposedly. You
would think that it rained neat sulphuric acid from what some people were
posting.
I munzed, and went to wake the dogs. Rather than going to
the woods, we had a dull walk today. We drove over to the Skoda garage, left
the car for its service and walked home. Usually when in the woods the dogs get
to run about as much as they like. On the way home from the garage there wasn’t
much scope for running riot.
As we walked we came past the bit near Asda which often
floods. It wasn’t flooded today. After a lot of to-ing and fro-ing I’ve
eventually been told by the county council’s corporate director for growth,
environment and transport that the river floods at the Asda underpass as that
is the footpath’s lowest point (as if that wasn’t glaringly obvious) and
it floods because of blockages downstream (as if that wasn’t glaringly
obvious either). I’ve also been told that all the county councilors have
jacked it all in pending the upcoming elections.
I shall see who gets elected in a couple of weeks’ time and
see whose arse we kick to get some dredging done.
Once home I gathered dog dung and then mowed the lawn. And
with lawn mowed I got out my paints and painted up more garden statues. A duck,
a frog, a couple of badgers and three birds. I then pulled weeds, and had a
look at the little pond. We’ve a second baby fish in there. A couple of weeks
ago I saw a goldfish less than an inch long; there’s another one of about the
same size but dark in colour.
We had a spot of lunch and then the phone rang. My car was
nearly ready.
I finished painting, tidied up, and went to get it.
In the past I’ve dropped the car off and had this silly
idea of walking the dogs until the car is ready. But there is only so much of
an on-lead dog walk that you can do. Today there was a delay of over four hours
between dropping the car off and being told it was ready.
I took the dogs over to get the car. A service, change of
brake fluid, air-con re-gassing and a fancy video cost me the thick end of five
hundred quid. To say nothing of three hundred quid’s worth of advisories that
we’ll worry about next week.
Who’d have a car?
We came home where I made a cuppa, and put a load of shirts
in to scrub. And then once they’d been scrubbed I ironed them whilst they were
still damp – that’s the best way to iron shirts.
“er indoors TM” boiled up sausages and
we scoffed them whilst watching more “McDonald & Dodds” in which Uncle
Bryn did it.
I really hurt right now – I wish I knew why. I’ve walked
less than I walk on an average walk round the woods, mowed the lawn, painted
some garden ornaments and done some ironing.
I really should program “Hannah” for tomorrow…
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