I was up far too early this morning. I stood on the
scales… my weight is slowly creeping up again. Back to calorie counting I
suppose.
I made toast and coffee and watched another episode of
“Pride and Prejudice” in which Miss Elizabeth Bennett commented “The
more I see of the world the more I am dissatisfied with it”. She’s probably
got a point.
I then had a quick look at the Internet. It was still
there. There were one or two things posted from friends and one or two snippets
from groups and pages I follow, but more and more I find my Facebook feed to be
filled with adverts about stuff in which I have absolutely no interest
whatsoever.
I had a quick Munz, then got ready for work.
I drove round to the co-op to get a sandwich. Their
meal deal is twenty pence cheaper than Sainsbury's, but the selection is rather
poorer. I shall go to Sainsbury's next time.
As I drove up the motorway the pundits on the radio
were interviewing a retired general about he situation in the Middle East.
Apparently President Trump is demanding that his NATO allies should get
involved in the war he's started, and is threatening dire consequences for
anyone who doesn't help him out. The general being interviewed seemed to be of
the opinion that he would be surprised if anyone would help Trump out. NATO is
supposed to be all about mutual defence; not jumping in to help so-called
allies who've unilaterally picked a fight of their own making and found that
they've bitten off more than they can chew.
And there was talk about oil theft... with the price
of oil going through the roof it would seem that anyone who heats their house
using oil is at risk of having organised gangs turning up and nicking the
stuff.
I got to work. I wasn't supposed to be in today, but
I'd offered to do extra hours this morning to help out testing the new computer
system that we are getting in a few months' time. It didn't help that the chap
who was going to show me what was what with the new system was off sick, so. I
had a Teams session with one of the IT people from Dartford instead. I’ve got
to grips with how the system works. Sort of. I’m having another go tomorrow.
I came home and took the dogs to the woods. We got to
the car park at Kings Wood just before two o’clock to find there wasn’t any
other cars in the car park.
We walked for just over four miles according to my
phone. According to my watch it was just under five miles. Treacle found a dead
squirrel in the first hundred yards and carried it the whole way. Bailey found
some fox poo, and I went base over apex in the mud. No harm done, but I need to
be a tad more careful. It won’t be that long before I will be too old to have
falls.
Today’s route took us past a geocache of mine that two
people had reported that they couldn’t find. I found it - the cache was clearly
there…
We came home. Mud was washed from bellies, fox poo was
washed from backs. We fed the fish, and I then made a cuppa for “er
indoors TM” and me, and did us a
slice of coffee and walnut cake each too. I put a load of washing in to scrub
and had a little doze, then “er indoors TM” went
bowling and I watched more “Pride and Prejudice” in which Mr Wickham
meddled with tradesmen’s daughters.
I’m quite worn out…
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