Having spent much of the night wide awake and very restless
I finally nodded off sometime after four o’clock, and woke at six o’clock
feeling like death warmed up.
I made toast, opened the apricot jam, and watched another
episode of “The Forsyte Saga” in which Soames’ daughter was quite openly
trying to pork Irene’ey’s son, and Winifred’s paramour was doing the dirty deed
with all and sundry. I then had a quick look at the Internet. It was much the
same as it usually is. Nothing much seemed to have happened overnight, and I
had no emails at all.
Taking care not to wake anyone I got ready for work.
As I walked out of the house I couldn't remember where
I left my car, so in desperation I pressed the key button so see if any car
indicator lights flashed. They did - over a hundred and fifty yards down the
road by the dentist. I had no idea the key fob thingy had such a range.
I got to the car - it really smells musty. The carpets
the dogs sit on need a good airing: I shall see to that when I get a minute.
As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about
the ongoing situation in Gaza. As well as the Israelis and Palestinians still
attacking each other, both sides were reported to be having something of a
civil war in which no end of people on both sides were being accused of being
collaborators.
There was yet more talk about Prince Andrew and his
involvement with Jeffery Epstein. I can't help but wonder how much longer he
will be before he's not a prince anymore. There's also talk
about Elon Musk being involved as well, and hints in the media about President
Trump. Why don't the judiciary just release all their files on the matter, formally
accuse everyone against whom there is allegations and be get it all out in the
open? Sadly, so many times in the past they've waited for the accused parties
to be safely dead before doing anything. Am I being cynical in feeling
that It's probably better that the public get to throw bricks at Prince (for
now) Andrew and Stuart Hall which they never could with Cyril Smith and
Jimmy Saville.
And Penguin and Club chocolate bars aren't chocolate
bars any more. They are "chocolate flavoured" as they don't have enough
choccy.
I had a club bar the other day. Have you seen them
recently? they've shrunk.
I drove in to Sainsburys in Aylesford where in a novel
break with tradition I got a beef and horseradish sandwich, and had a minor
altercation with the old bat who glares at the self-service tills. I went up to
the only one which took cash. She wasn't happy as you supposedly have to have
used a trolly to be able to use that particular machine. I told her I was going
to use that machine as I was paying with cash. She told me that I could use
another machine and pay by card. I smiled at her sweetly (!) and
proceeded to put almost (but not quite) four quid into the machine in
copper coins and five, ten and twenty pence pieces. She *really* wasn't
happy about that.
I got to work and did my bit. As I worked I looked out
of the window at the dry day. I'd been off yesterday and it had hossed down
most of the day. I was at work today and there was so much I could have done at
home. Was it wrong of me to have a perverse pleasure when the heavy rain
started in the early afternoon, and then sulk when it stopped half an hour
later?
“er indoors TM” boiled up a
rather good bit of scran which we scoffed whilst watching last night’s episode
of “Hunted”. I quite like the show if only because “er indoors TM” is
very entertaining when it is on. She gets so wound up with the stupidity of the
contestants. To be honest once you evade the hunters at the very start, winning
that show would be so easy. You just take a month’s worth of cash with you. You
stay in the countryside. You don’t go anywhere urban where there’s loads of web
cams. You don’t use a phone or a credit card or a card for a cash dispensing
machine. And (most importantly) you don’t try to provoke the hunters. I’m
convinced that the program makers either get the contestants to live dangerously,
or only accept stupid contestants.
Today was dull… apricot jam was the highlight. And that was
dull.
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