I was fast asleep when “er indoors TM” decided
to have an argument with Bailey last night. Personally I can't see why Bailey
can't go out into the garden every twenty minutes all through the night if she
wants to... as long as I'm not disturbed about it. I eventually nodded
off again but woke in a sweat following a rather vivid nightmare in which an
old friend had devised a money-making scheme. The idea was that by replacing
lockers at swimming pools and sports centres with fridges, people's clothing
would stay fresher for longer. I'm not sure how come I got the job of replacing
the nation's lockers...
Finding myself wide awake at four o'clock I tried to
get back to sleep, but it wasn't happening. I got up and as I made toast there
was quite the procession of dogs wanting to go into the garden.
I scoffed toast whilst watching another episode of
"The Handmaid's Tale" in which again not a lot seemed to
happen. As I watched so that noisy dog came up the road... It was odd. The
moment I heard its barking I charged outside to tell the owner to keep the
noise down... and there was no one to be seen in the street.
I got dressed and set off for work. This morning the
DAB radio worked fine all the way from home to work. As I drove the pundits on
the radio were talking about how the Scottish First Minister is planning to put
a cap on the price of groceries. In theory it's a
rather good idea. In practice if shopkeepers are forced to sell food without
being able to make a profit then they aren't going to sell food, are they? It’s
called market forces...
And there was talk about the Ebola
epidemic in Africa. It was claimed that much of the
problem was down to the locals not trusting proper medicine and preferring to
use crackpot faith healers. You have to wonder why, when proper medicine works
and crackpot faith healing doesn't.
I popped into Sainsburys to get lunch. I counted all
my coins into the machine. As I did so the rather angry assistant glared at me.
I don't see why it was such a big deal to her, but clearly it was.
And then I went in to work where a colleague had made
fudge in honour of her birthday. It was rather good, and I'm reliably informed
that it is quite easy to make. I might have a go.
The plan was that after work I would go to Bybrook
Barn garden centre to have a look at a water feature I could hook up to the new
aerator pump. I drove to the garden centre… and joined the queue of traffic at
Sainsburys. After twenty minutes I’d travelled maybe twenty yards so I gave up
and came home.
“er indoors TM” boiled
up sausages and we scoffed them whilst watching more of “The Orville”. I
might have an early night… I’m worn out. Even if being at work my step count for
today is only a third of what it was yesterday.
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