I didn’t sleep very well last night; Treacle was at the
foot of the bed and pushed my legs over the edge a couple of times.
I gave up, got up, made toast and watched an episode of “Orange
is the New Black” then had a little look at the Internet as I do most
mornings. It was still there. I sent out birthday wishes to the friend having a
birthday today. Sadly the last posting on her Facebook page was from me wishing
her a happy birthday last year. I wish people would use Facebook more; being a
nosey person I want to see what people are getting up to. It is too easy to
lose contact.
There was a very strong smell of farmyard and manure
as I walked up the road to my car this morning. What was that all about? I
found my car where I'd left it yesterday. It is usually where I leave it; if
only I could leave it in the same place every day.
I drove round to Sainsburys to get petrol only to find
their petrol station was closed. That was a pain in the glass. So I set off up
the motorway to try the Sainsburys nearest to work. As I got on to the motorway
so my car flashed an alarm and told me I had forty miles worth of petrol left.
Woops.
As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about
the Anglican Dean of Gloucester. He's gone into business with the Gloucester
brewery who make "CathedrALE", and the Dean is now formally blessing the stuff to raise money
to renovate his cathedral's cloisters.
Not that I'm in any position to take the moral high
ground here, but you would have thought that the Dean would be aware of
what the bible says (specifically
Proverbs 20 Verse 1), wouldn't you?
Mind you those same cloisters which he is trying to
renovate were used as a filming location in the Harry Potter films, and I know
of several self-styled Christians who won't watch Harry Potter because their
priests have told them not to. Seriously.
Some see it as occultism; but from what I can work out
it strikes me that the average priest would rather kids didn't read or watch
Harry Potter as the priest then has a hard time trying to explain what bits of
made-up claptrap is made-up claptrap and what bits the kids are supposed to
believe. A Chrismation and a lumos both seem equally implausible to me.
I got to the Aylesford petrol station with a few
miles to spare and topped up. Unusually they had quite a few sandwiches in.
Generally they don't in the mornings. I commented about that only to be told
that the one I'd just bought was one of yesterday's leftovers. Ho hum...
But it tasted OK when I scoffed it. Far better than
yesterday's piri-piri thing that gave me something of a guts ache.
Another early start made for another early finish. I came
home, did the “Feed The Fish” ritual, then once “er indoors TM” finished
with work we took the dogs out.
We went to Orlestone as we can get there in less than ten
minutes. We had a good walk; the dogs behaved themselves… right up to about the
last minute when Treacle and Bailey both waded through rather rancid mud. I
wish they hadn’t.
“er indoors TM” scrubbed the
girls whilst I sparked up my Amazon app and learned something. My Amazon
delivery was only seven stops away and was round the corner in Francis Road. Seven
stops – that’s hardly anything. It took an absolute age for the counter to drop
to six stops. Twenty minutes later when the van came into sight I realized that
when the Amazon app says your parcel is seven stops away, that’s not seven
deliveries away, that’s seven stops. The poor driver is probably making half a
dozen deliveries at each stop.
But my parcel arrived. Less than a day
after ordering them, I had my lightweight dumbbells. Once we’d scoffed dinner
and let it settle I had another go at the Hasfit 20 minute Chair
Exercises for Seniors Workout at Home with dumbbells rather than bottles of
tomato ketchup.
It’s great – I spend the entire time in a dining chair and
at the end I’m absolutely knackered… If I can keep this up I’m going to be
ripped. I wonder how long it will be before the novelty wears off… Am I being
hopelessly optimistic in hoping to get below thirteen stone in weight? After
all, that’s only trying to lose another two stone and I’ve done that once this
year already.
Mind you *if* I managed it I would still be two
stone overweight…
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