Having been awake for most of the night I gave up
trying to sleep and got up at half past four. I made toast, watched an episode
of “Derek” on Netflix. It passed the time.
And with time on my hands I had a look at the monthly
accounts. I wasted quite a bit of time talking to the bank querying some
suspicious activity… Why do so many companies use such stupid names? My monthly
direct debit to the dentist isn’t recorded on my bank account as “dentist”
or anything remotely like that. It comes up as “Tabeo Plans”. Similarly
the monthly bung I give to the goat sanctuary comes up as “DS16JAN”.
Why?
I got the accounts done and accounted for all that I
squander each month. As always my accounts are far better than they might be,
but as always I wish I had far more money in there. So many people I know don’t
go through their bank statements every month accounting for every penny. Am I
really as skint as I think I might be, or am I just mean?
As I drove up the motorway so the pundits on the radio
were talking about the ongoing war in the Middle East. President Trump said
that the peace negotiations were going well; the Iranians said there weren't
any peace negotiations going on. What was that all about?
And there was talk about a report coming out today on
the bills
charged by vet surgeries. Not that anyone felt
they were overcharging (much!) but there was an interview with some
woman whose dog had a lump. She claimed the UK-based vets had wanted one
thousand six hundred pounds whilst a vet she saw in Italy vet charged her one
hundred and forty quid for the job.
I took a minor diversion to the petrol station at
Aylesford's Sainsburys. There petrol was far too expensive, but was five pence
per litre cheaper than Ashford's.
As I was there I got a sandwich. The Aylesford
Sainsburys petrol station don't stock up on sandwiches until mid-morning so I
had to rough it with the leftovers from yesterday. I tried smoked salmon with
cream cheese; I won't be trying it again.
I was in on an extra day (doing IT stuff) today
so (within reason) I could do the hours that suited me. So I started
early and finished early. I came home and took the dogs to the woods for a
walk. A week ago the car park at Orlestone was
heaving with people coming from far and wide to see the no-longer extinct
butterfly. I think it’s fair to say that the novelty has worn off; we got to
the car park which last week must have had fifty cars in it. This afternoon we
were the third car.
We had a good walk, but as always in Orlestone the
dogs were more adventurous and less inclined to come when called. It was a
shame that Bailey had to reprise her fox poo episode of yesterday, and that
Treacle had to wallow in the swamp when we were two minutes from the end of our
walk.
We came home for a bath.
“er indoors TM” boiled up a very
good bit of dinner which we scoffed whilst watching some episodes of “The Other Bennett
Sister”. It’s rather good, but I suspect that unless you are quite up
on what happened in “Pride and Prejudice” a lot of the story might not make
sense.
We’ve caught up with the show now, and we’ve got to wait
for the next episode to come out. I’d far rather binge-watch the lot in a few
days rather than spreading it out.
I was up silly-early this morning and I’ve got another
early start tomorrow. I really should have an early night.
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