I woke seriously early this morning. Rather than
laying awake I made toast and watched the last episode of "Earth Abides".
I watched five episodes last night and watched the last one this morning.
Having seen that a TV adaptation had been made of one
of my favourite books I had been intrigued
to see what had been done... To be honest it wasn't bad. Compared to the
absolute balls-ups that have been made of televising some books (The Foundation
series immediately springs to mind) it could have been a whole lot
worse. The writers had taken a few liberties with the plot, and had left out
quite a few of the most important parts of the book. And (like with the
Harry Potter films) if you hadn't read the book you'd be wondering about a
few scenes which were otherwise inexplicable. But all things considered,
a lot better than I thought it might have been.
If you've not seen it, give it a go. It's free to
watch on You-Tube.
I Wordled, and set off to work, listening to my newly
acquired Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy MP3s. They were a bit fizzy in
parts, but looking back to the late seventies, the original broadcasts
were also bit fizzy in parts.
As I drove the roads were quiet, as well they should
be early on a Sunday morning, but there was quite a bit of traffic in
Sissinghurst. I couldn't work out why until I saw the signs. A boot fair. I was
amazed at just how many people were already going round the boot fair at half
past six. Boot fairs are truly a sign of our times, aren't they? Back in the
day people gave their rubbish to the Boys Brigade and the Scouts who would hold
a jumble sale to raise funds. These days people just have a stall at a boot
fair and pocket the profits themselves.
Mind you back in the day when I used to be involved
with the Boys Brigade and the Scouts it was clear that jumble sales had had
their day. What with the poncey stalls that they attract it's rather fashionable to go to the boot
fairs. There's a certain air of almost snobbery showing off the trinket you
snapped up when you found it at a boot fair. But who has ever boasted about
going to a jumble sale, let alone admitted to actually buying something from
one?
I got to work and did my bit. In between doing my bit
I read my Kindle. I've started re-reading "The Kraken Wakes"
by John Wyndham. I've always said this was an old favourite of mine... but I'd
forgotten the writing style. Ridiculously upper-class and pretentious. I
still like it though.
When the late shift arrived at mid-day I slipped off
for a spot of lunch. Last night “er indoors TM” had
brought home a job lot of sarnies from the family bash I'd missed last night. As
I scoffed them I thought that it would have been good to have got along. Not
only could I have caught up with friends and family I've not seen for ages, but
I could also have met up with one of my most loyal readers too (waves 😊
).
But Treacle goes mental and screams and shouts if left
unsupervised for more than a few minutes, and I'd rather not upset the
neighbours any more than I need to. Treacle don't care though.
Being on an early shift was something of a result (I
like the early shifts). I again listened to the Hitch Hiker's Guide to the
Galaxy as I drove home. Having left the crew of the Starship "Heart
of Gold" facing certain death when I'd arrived at work, I drove home
listening to their antics at the restaurant at the end of the universe. Did you
know there's a restaurant at the end of the universe? It turns out that there's
no judgement day waiting for us, just a rather posh restaurant. And if you
stick one penny in a bank account today, by the time the end of the universe
comes, compound interest will have paid for your meal.
If you live that long...
Alternatively you could spend your time with a load of
hairdressers and accountants on the “B” Ark.
As I drove home I felt myself wilting. I got home and
once I’d watered he plants and done “FEED THE FISH” I had a little
shut-eye in the garden. Again having been wide awake during the night when I
should have been sparko I found myself struggling to stay awake during the
afternoon (And it wasn’t as though I’d been on the sauce like yesterday)
We had a rather good bit of dinner, and I was falling
asleep over that too. I really should have an early night…
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