I was again up rather earlier than I might have been. I
scoffed toast whilst watching another randomly selected episode of “The
Comic Strip Presents” then had a little look at the Internet in case I’d
missed much overnight. I hadn’t, really, but there was an
interesting post on one of the pond-related Facebook pages that I follow.
Some chap near Birmingham was closing his pond down as he couldn't afford to
keep replacing his pumps. He's got through three in two years... I've got three
pumps in my big pond... They must all be ten years old; if not more?
I had a quick Munz, then set off to work.
It was dark as I drove off this morning. I don't like
driving in the dark; There's not that many people turn their headlights off of
high beam when on the motorway. And again the motorway was either drive at
forty miles per hour with all the juggernauts in the two slower lanes, or go at
breakneck speed in the fast lane.
As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about
how the Chancellor of the Exchequer has her work cut out for her in
her upcoming budget. I can't pretend to be her biggest fan, but bearing in
mind just how comprehensively the previous government poggered the country's
economy, whatever she does, she is on a hiding to nothing.
There was a lot of talk about how Labour are worried
about losing the next election to Reform UK... I don't see why. Objectively
they are in a far better position than Reform
UK who are losing seats as if it is going out of fashion. But Reform UK are
obviously fans of the old adage "you can fool all of the people all of
the time if you talk loud and confidently", and it is clearly
working for them.
I popped into Sainsburys to get a sandwich, and
thought I might cash in some of my Nectar points as I've got over fifty quid's
worth of the things. Have you ever tried to cash in Nectar points? You have to
spend them in lumps of five hundred (which is approximately amounts of
three pounds forty pence) and make up the rest on your credit card or with
cash. The nice man in Sainsburys said that this is a holdover from when Nectar
points were on physical cards (a bit like Green Shield Stamps) and no
one at Nectar HQ knows how to change it. It strikes me as a bit like farting
about having to spend some money on a Nectar card and the rest on my credit
card; especially when I put one pound and forty five pence on my credit card in
Sainsburys this morning and my local corner shops won't accept a credit card
for anything less than a fiver. But what do I know?
Work was work; it rained a bit this morning making a
large puddle on the flat roof outside our window. And when the rain stopped so
the goldfinches flew down for a bath. I quite like seeing them bathing; I
probably spend far too long watching them. Today, in a novel break with
tradition, they were joined by pigeons and pied wagtails. Here's a little
observation - I've only ever seen pied wagtails in the grounds of hospitals. (I
was in the Bird Club at primary school, you know).
The roads on the way home were even busier than they
had been on the way to work. I got home, settled myself in front of the telly
and promptly fell asleep. I was woken by “er indoors TM” who
had seen a UFO. Presumably some sort of drone recording all the fireworks; it
was probably in severe danger of being shot down, what with it being fireworks
night.
We had a plate of pie and chis for dinner which we
scoffed whilst watching the final of “Hunted”. I won’t give any
spoilers, but I will say that the fugitives (and hunters) went to a few
places in this episode where I’ve been.
Mind you, thinking about spoilers we watched the final
of “Bake Off” yesterday so we wouldn’t know what happened before we’d
seen it, and I’ve heard nothing about last night’s “Bake Off” at all
today.
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