I slept better than I have done recently, which was
something of a result. I got up at half past seven, made toast and had a look
at the Internet. There was quite a bit of controversy of Facebook as that idiot
Donald Trump has published a picture of himself healing the sick; the
implication being that he is Jesus. Personally I can’t see how or why someone
who is demonstrably senile is still in office, but what do I know? The American
masses seem to love him. But love him or loathe him, he’s a showman. He amuses
the masses most of whom really don’t understand the first thing about what is
going on in the world, and most of whom don’t care about what is going on in
the world. He says what they want to hear. The masses don’t want to be
governed, they want to be entertained. That is why Boris Johnson got to be in
charge and this is why Nigel Farage will be the next Prime Minister.
Democracy, eh?
I Munzed, and with the dogs having had their brekkie I
got ready for the off.
We drove up to the woods. As we drove the pundits on
the radio were talking about next month’s local elections. Several politicians
were wheeled on and it all became something of “children in the playground”
calling each other names.
We got to the woods rather later than we did
yesterday. There were quite a few cars in the car park. We walked a slightly
different route to our usual one and had a good walk. Bailey found a bone, but it
was already dead long before we arrived, it wasn't a whole animal and it was
too big for her to eat in one go. She'd not rolled in anything foul, and no tourists had got the hump about it
either. I saw that as a result.
As we walked we met some strange bloke with four
spaniels. Three came to say hello; he grabbed the fourth one by the ear and
dragged that dog’s head to the ground whilst saying that the dog could be
funny. I’m not surprised.
As we walked we were constantly avoiding off-road
bikes. The wood was full of cyclists today.
We got back to the car to find the car park was full.
Not a space to be had.
We came home. I made us a cuppa, I Wordled, wrote
up some CPD, then had a little pootle in the garden as it is National Gardening Day today. As I pootled I
noticed that the water level in the drain seemed a little high. I lifted the
cover – it was about two inches from overflowing. Woops. I phoned Kim at Southern
Water who said she’d send someone with some rods.
Despite the blocked drain I had a quick shower as I’d
worked up quite a sweat while we’d been up the wood, and leaving “er
indoors TM” with instructions to
deal with plumbers I went off to bed for the afternoon.
Morgan and Bailey came with me – they love being on
the big bed.
I stayed in bed for three hours; maybe sleeping for
one of them. If God was to re-design humanity (not that it designed it in
the first place…) perhaps rather than getting into bed and laying wide
awake might not be the way forward. It would be so much easier if we came with
an “off” switch so that we could sleep at sleep time. That way we wouldn’t
be wide awake when we are supposed to be asleep, and no nodding off when we are
supposed to be doing stuff.
I got up and Treacle watched me like a hawk. She knew
it was time to go down the garden to provide nourishment to the piscine
denizens of the aquatic environment (as I have to call it when she is
listening) but she waits until I announce that I’m going to “FEED THE
FISH” before she charges down the garden.
We did “FEED THE FISH” and whilst I was outside
I had a look at the water in the drain.
The level had gone down a few inches which was a result, but we’ve had no messages
about anyone with rods coming just yet.
I’m now off to the night shift. I’ve not done one of
those since 20 December 2024 what with having blood
pressure. But now my blood pressure is back to what it should be, I’m on the
nights again. Mind you I say it is back to what it should be; I’ve not actually
checked it since January as the blood pressure machine’s batteries have gone
flat. Maybe I should check…
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