With the little holiday
over it was back to work today. And an early start. I woke shortly
after 5am to find "Furry Face TM"
asleep at the foot of the bed. It's been some time since he's sneaked
up in the night. I came downstairs, had a shave, and found my pup had
come down too. He helped me eat my toast; bearing in mind the vet'ss
said he's to lose weight perhaaps I should put a stop to that?
And so to work. Via the
chip shop and the bakers which had both fallen to the green side
overnight. And then via the Mormon church in Kennington from where I
consolidated the green hold over much of the northern part of town. I
also stopped off at the Bilting cattery to have fun playing silly
games of make-believe.
Sometimes I wonder if
just maybe the world might be a better place if more people played
silly buggers from time to time. As I drove I was listening to the
radio. In the Middle East an American
journalist has been beheaded because religious extremists don't
like the actions of the American government. Somehow these people
feel that chopping someone's head off and putting videos of this on
the Internet are in accord with the tenets of their supposedly
peaceful religion.
Interestingly a friend of
mine had blogged about similar religious intolerance in America; a
friend of hers felt that providing free meals for school children
during school time was fundamentally wrong. This friend apparently
describes herself as a Christian.
When I took cubs and
scouts to America I met people there with similar views; people who
loudly made great show of being Christian who felt that being poor
was God's punishment on the feckless and that helping those in need
was actually an insult to God.
I don't understand
religious people. The more I look into it I become convinced that
those who profess to be an adherent of a religion (no matter which
one) have no understanding of the tenets of the belief which they
claim to follow.
I eventually got to work.
Not including shopping at Morrisons I only stopped six times on the
way.
I've only been off for
six working days but it seemed like an age. Work was good and I did
my bit. At lunchtime I was sorely tempted to go off on a mission for
Team Green, but Canterbury is a blue stronghold for the Ingress-ers
so instead I had a go on my sax; I've rather neglected that recently.
I activated my metronome
app and had a toot. After five minutes I turned off the metronome; I
just didn't get on with it at all. Rather that helping my rhythm is
completely stuffed up "Santa Lucia" and "The
Great Escape". I didn't let it anywhere near "Oh I
do Like to be Beside the Seaside" as that is quite bad
enough already.
Once home and with pup
walked we had a rather good bit of tea; there was good news to be
celebrated. So we opened a bottle of bubbly. I've blogged about
expensive wines before; this bottle of champagne retails at about
thirty quid (I looked it up) and in all honesty I prefer the
Australian red that I get in Morrisons for less than a fiver.
Mind you the stuff did
have me fast asleep in front of the telly for the rest oof the
evening.
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