Much as I like my job,
the shift pattern sometimes leaves something to be desired. On
Wednesday I was on a late start: yesterday back on normal hours, and
then another late today. On Wednesday I whinged about not being able
to have a lie-in. Today was different, and I didn't get out of my pit
until nearly ten o'clock.
A bit of brekkie, and
off to work. Normally when I'm on the late shift the roads are
relatively quiet as I leave Ashford. Today the roads were heaving:
everyone was driving to town. Both in Ashford and in Canterbury.
Presumably last minute shopping before the long Xmas weekend.
Work was dull: I could
probably have come home three hours earlier than I did (for all
that was going on). A shame it was pouring hard as I walked
across the car park, but you can't have everything. And so home
where, after a smashing bit of scoff, we watched "Star Trek -
The Search for Spock". Or that is I watched Star Trek. "er
indoors TM" wrapped Christmas pressies.
Meanwhile the forces of
law and order have got a dog. Someone has given it a bone. The lucky
thing.....
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