I slept well for once; waking after seven hours sleep. It
was a shame that my hips ached, but there it is. I made toast and had a look at
the Internet as I do. People were complaining on the local Facebook pages about
how fireworks were still being let off at nearly midnight last night. Were
they? I can’t say I noticed. But what I did notice was how our dogs weren’t at
all bothered by the fireworks. Normally going berserk at the slightest
provocation they couldn’t have cared less about all the flashing and banging
last night.
People were also complaining about the poor standard of
driving round Ashford. They probably had a point. The trouble with local
drivers is that (for the most part) everyone knows what they are doing
and assumes that everyone else will do what they should, and acts surprised
when they don’t. Just because someone is in a “turn right” lane is
absolutely no reason whatsoever to think that person intends to turn right. For
all that there are a lot of people driving round Ashford who are hopelessly in
the wrong, matters aren’t helped by everyone else assuming that other drivers
have the faintest idea what they should be doing.
And as I scoffed my toast so my phone rang. A pre-recorded
message supposedly from “Indeed Himan Resources” asking me to add their
number on WhatsApp so we could discuss a job offer. Pah! The recorded voice was
one of the most miserable I’d ever heard. I blocked the number… my list of
blocked numbers is quite long.
I Munzed, got stuck on Wordle, and stood up. Bailey
immediately got over-excited. For all that the dogs like their walks, it is
definitely Bailey who wants to go out the most. The other two take a little
shifting from their beds.
Leaving some workmen putting ladders up on not so nice
next door’s house I took the dogs out. As we drove to the woods, “In Our Time” was on the
radio. Have you ever heard that show… I won’t say it is a good show; it is
variable. Sometimes it is riveting and interesting. Other times dull. This
morning’s was surprisingly captivating, explaining the Pauli Exclusion
Principle. It’s a fundamental concept in quantum physics and for all
that those in the know like to complicate the thing, it’s a rather simple idea.
It basically states that two things can’t be in the same place at the same
time. Which is why you can’t walk through a wall.
We got to the woods; we had a good four and a half mile
walk. As we walked so something white ran across the path about fifty yards in
front of us. An albino deer perhaps? There’s been talk of them in Kings Wood
but I’ve never seen one. Before.
As we walked we chased squirrels and woodpeckers, and I had
a message from the most recent fruit of my loin who had run out of sugar and
wanted to know if you could use icing sugar in tea. I am reliably informed that
you can, but you probably wouldn’t want to.
We came home. Surprisingly the dogs didn’t need a bath.
Whoever had been putting ladders up next door had gone. It doesn’t look like
they’d done anything that I could see; you can still see daylight underneath
the ridge tiles. I told her about that months ago; I can’t help but wonder if
she’s making a point of ignoring the problem purely because I told her there
was an issue. Still… it’s her roof that would be leaking. We had ours done
earlier in the year. Or was it last year?
I made us both a cuppa and renewed the house building and
contents insurance. Our previous insurer wanted almost double what Hastings
Direct wanted… and when I called the last lot with an issue last Christmas they
didn’t want to know. When they came bothering me to renew and I told them about
the bad experience I’d had with them and how expensive they were, they really
didn’t care. Their loss…
I put a load of shirts in to scrub; they are always best
ironed whilst still wet. And whilst the washing machine did its thing I wrote up some CPD.
Once it finished I cracked on with the ironing, and as I
ironed I started something new on Netflix… I say “something new”;
there’s a new season of “The Witcher”, but all I could remember about it
was that it starred him who was in the “Superman” film, so I started
watching it from the beginning. It was as well that I did; I didn’t really
remember very much about it at all.
I then had a little rummage in the boot of the car. The car
has smelled very musty recently; I blame wet dogs. I took out the topmost
carpet squares and the blanket. Hopefully that will make a difference.
“er indoors TM” boiled up a very
good bit of dinner which we scoffed whilst watching a film we’d recorded months
ago. “Snow White and the
Huntsman” could have been a good film… but like all
films it went on for far too long. It also really didn’t need quite so many
gratuitously bloody and violent battle scenes.
A new series of “Celebrity Race Across The World”
started tonight. Why is it that our SkyQ box records all sorts of crap that is
of no interest to us, but doesn’t record series that we actually watch? We’ll
have a look at the BBC i-player tomorrow.
Then having been watching series finales this week, we then
watched the last episode of “Celebrity Traitors”. Again I won’t say what
happened, but I certainly sat up and took notice at the end.
And don’t forget that there’s still time to give a bung for
this annoying MoVember thing…
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