Judging by the postings on Facebook this morning it
would seem that Operation Brock has been brought back into operation. What a
waste of time and money. Our local MP was whinging on-line about it saying “I
understand that Operation Brock is a huge frustration for so many of my
constituents. I will continue to work to find a long-term alternative”. Bearing
in mind he’s found nothing in over a year I’m not hopeful.
Our local MP has turned out to be something of a
disappointment. From what I can see the only difference between him and the one
he replaced is the colour of the rosette he wears. Like his predecessor he’s
all over social media trying to share the limelight of other people’s efforts.
Our county councillor was quiet on the matter. I wrote
to him over the summer about Operation Brock. Bearing in mind it’s a county
council thing, if he can’t sort it, no one can. To be fair to the chap he does
seem to do quite a bit of work with the homeless though.
I sent out birthday wishes… One of my ex-trainees had
a birthday today. I can remember him starting work with me all those years ago.
The steps to his getting qualified, his getting married, his promotion to
supervisor grade, his daughter being born. His getting divorced. When I had my
little “episode” fourteen years ago he was one of a small number of
people who wrote a letter in my defence… I’ve spoken to him maybe once in the
last ten years; it is too easy to lose touch with people.
I had a message. It would seem that the people who
make Infinity Tables have been taken over by another company and aren’t going
out of business just yet. That’s a result.
And I read that Gil
“Buck Rogers” Gerard died yesterday.
I Munzed – there was a bouncing Munzee garden right
outside the house. I started Wordle with “right” and got the r and the
g, but in the wrong places. ”Grabs” then gave me everything but the b,
and on the third try I had success with “grass”
“er indoors TM” helped
me get the dogs on to their leads and I took all four of them up to the woods.
As we drove “More
or Less” was on the radio. It’s a rather good show which
investigates the hyperbole and outrageous claims that appear in the news.
Today’s program investigated the claims about the ongoing unprecedented super-flu epidemic
and showed that it was neither unprecedented nor super.
We got to the woods and Morgan and Bailey were
immediately lippy with the first group that we met. They do that whenever Pogo
is along as they know he’s got their backs. Most people realise what dogs are
like and smile… though we met one idiot who didn’t.
We saw some woman walking along the path toward us.
When she saw us she grabbed her dog and roughly dragged it into the brambles.
As we walked past so Morgan looked at her dog. She immediately got her dog into
a half-nelson strangle hold and shouted that her
dog is sometimes funny with other dogs. I know I should have just smiled and
kept going, but I remarked that I wasn’t surprised that her dog is bad with
other dogs if he gets put in a strangle hold every time he sees one.
It was shortly after this that Treacle found a deer
leg (complete with hoof) and carried it for over three miles all the way
back to the car.
We came home where (amazingly) the dogs didn’t
need baths. I’d checked them when they got into the car at the end of our walk
and they seemed clean. They’d then licked off whatever mud there was on the
drive home.
So rather than cleaning dogs I cleaned the fish tank.
It gets grubby; algae grows on the plastic plants.
I solved a geo-puzzle.
I could have been First to Find on that one but a twenty-five mile round trip?
I wrote up some CPD, and then marked a
trainee’s work. I’ve offered to help out my assessing the scripts of people
going for the IBMS specialist portfolio in haematology.
It’s something I can do…
And then I had another little think about the fish
tank. Introducing real plants worked wonders with the pond… Would real plants
help?
I drove round to Bybrook Barn where there was some
bloke trying to buy plants for his aquarium. The assistant chap announced which
aquatic plants were worth having, and which would be dead in a week as they
were really house plants. After ten minutes waiting, the chap in the queue in
front of me was done and the assistant immediately turned to the young lady who
had just walked in. With legs all the way up to her bum I suppose I would turn
to her rather than me… as I walked out I remarked to the manager-type (who
had watched the entire performance) that I would take my money to Dobbies.
He asked if he could help; I told him that he could have done ten minutes
previously.
I went to Dobbies where a really helpful chap sold me
three bunches of elodea
densa. I asked him about water snails – all the ones they
had were tropical ones.
I came home, put the plants into the tank and made us
both a cuppa. I had a look on Amazon. Had I looked there earlier I could have
got my tank plants for a third of the price. I could get some snails delivered
tomorrow – if only I know which ones I should get.
I posted up today’s instalment of the Advent adventure,
and tuned in to chess dot com which gave me a lesson on hidden attacks (which
meant absolutely nothing to me at all), then I had a go at chess puzzles.
“er indoors TM” boiled
up a particularly good cauliflower cheese for dinner and we scoffed it whilst
watching all sorts of stuff on the telly… and watching the fish tank too. The goldfish
seem to be eating the new live plants…
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