Much as it was good to have a break, you can’t beat your
own bed… sadly it was far too hot to sleep last night. I managed a couple of
hours but that was about it. I got up at two o’clock and whilst I was up I put
a load of washing in to scrub. I then dozed on and off for a couple of hours
before hanging that lot out just as it was getting light at half past four. I
put another wash load in and went back to bed where I lay awake for a couple of
hours, and then got that lot pegged out at seven o’clock. A third lot went in
to the washing machine and I made toast and had my usual rummage round the
Internet.
You so easily fall back into the old ways.
I saw that two colleagues had been presented with long
service awards at a formal ceremony yesterday. That was a vast improvement on
last year’s debacle when I got a certificate and award for forty years service
which came in the internal post last November. It arrived three years late and
was handed to me by the most junior lab assistant who left a few weeks later.
I’m glad that my ranting at the time were taken seriously
by management and “proper awarding” of these things is now done.
And there was ranting about a proposed hosepipe ban. On the
one hand there’s only so much water and we’ve had a dry year. On the other hand
we’ve had a few (lot) of those lately. Had Southern Water’s money been
spent on maintaining the infrastructure and building desalination plants things
would be different. After all, the average Californian uses a garden sprinkler
and they are in a desert.
I munzed; deploying my Itty Bitty Kitty (it’s a Munzee
thing). And I got Wordle on the fifth attempt (exile). And we got
ready for Dog Club.
As we got ready Steve was on the radio, The “Guess the
Lyrics” contest was “And if our love was just a circus you’d be a clown
by now”. No? – Elton John – I’m Still Standing.
Dog Club was really good. Without needing to be asked
several people brought along lots of water, and we had a huge water bowl and
ice blocks. A dozen dogs were really well looked after. We played, we sniffed,
we shared treats.
As we Dog Clubbed so one of those who’d seen the minor squabble
at the second session at last week’s Dog Club told us what happened. It wasn’t
quite as minor as we thought…
We’ve had a few issues over the years; one of which was
with an older bloke with a dog which was (and still is) far stronger
than he is. About a year ago his dog was forcibly trying to hump every other
dog, and despite having the dog dragged off and returned to him many times, the
chap seemed reluctant to do anything. I didn’t want to get heavy handed, but
when in its rush to pork another dog his dog trampled Bailey, I saw red. I
grabbed his dog by his collar, dragged him back to the old bloke and told him
that it wasn’t working. I had to stare at the bloke quite aggressively for him
to get the message and piss off.
Apparently this chap came to last week’s second session
where his dog again tried to hump everything whilst he stood back and did
nothing to stop it, and when challenged got quite confrontational. I stayed to
the start of the second session to see if he turned up. He didn’t but one of
the younger blokes who goes to the second session told us what happened, and we
left this bloke with instructions to eject the old chap without warning if he
showed up again.
It was rather later than usual as I drove home, but as I
drove off so Steve was playing “Breakthru” by Queen on the radio. Surely
that was 1989? And then he asked about the fall of the Berlin Wall and the end
of the first run of “Doctor Who”. Definitely 1989.
I brought the dogs home; “er indoors TM” was
off to Craft Club. I brought in some washing, hung out the white wash was which
had scrubbed whilst we’d been at Dog Club, then put a fourth load in. I did
have a plan to pootle in the garden, but it was too hot. So instead I told Tripadvisor about some
of the places we’d visited last week.
I got washing in; I put more washing out. “er
indoors TM” returned from craft club with the makings
of a very good ploughman’s lunch which we scoffed, and then sat in the garden
having a bit of a lazy hour or so.
And then “er
indoors TM” set off to the local am-dram society’s
latest production. And I spent the evening ironing all that laundry that I’d
washed and dried today.
Oh well… at least all the holiday laundry is now sorted. Let’s
hope for a cooler night tonight…
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