I had another decent
night's sleep; and being on a late shift I didn't stir until nearly
7am. That is a serious lie-in for me. In a break with recent viewing
I watched Les Dennis in "Extras" today. It struck me
that this episode will quite likely be of interest to future
historians if only to show how quickly social standards change.
Today's
episode featured Les Dennis as a fading pantomime star openly
expecting sexual favours from the various young women he encountered
through his celebrity status; because that was the public expectation
when the show was first released in August 2005. Today that sort of
behaviour (which was clearly seen as acceptable nine years ago)
is seen as grounds for jailing
celebrities.
I got "Furry Face
TM" into his collar and lead and we went
for a little walk. A couple of days ago I mentioned a new
local geocache I couldn't find. We went back today and still
couldn't find it. My High-tech GPS device (phone) led be to
the middle of a new footbridge. With the cache having an "easy
peasy" rating it should be a cinch. I couldn't find it.
Again. I have some theories.... either the co ords are way out, it's
gone, or I'm just being thick. Mind you I do have a suspicion where
it might be, but that would involve a spanner and disassembling part
of the bridge. I'm not sure I want to do that.
We gave up and continued
our walk, and on aanother bridge we met a "plum". I
*really* must have an idiot magnet. The footbridge between the
Riiverside Inn and the Outlet Centre is eight to ten feet wide. Me
and my dog were walking along the far left hand side with the furry
one sniffing the raillings (as you do). A clearly retired
idiot had a properly nasty whinge that the little dog was in his way
and was taking up too much of the width of the footbridge.
One day I will stop
smiling sweetly at these people.
Off to work. As I drove
"Women's Hour" was on the radio. They had an
interview with the UKIP Deputy Chairman Suzanne Evans. In a ten
minute interview she didn't actually say anything definitive or
actually commit her party to anything. Instead she waxed loquacious
about how wonderful everything would be if we sent all the foreigners
back on the next banana boat. In fact she got rather over-excited
about that. It amazes me how well this lot are doing in elections and
opinion polls without actually having any policies. I suppose it just
shows how much of the general public want nothing more than to send
all the foreigners back on the next banana boat.
And there was also a
recorded interview with the Dowager Duchess of Devonshire (She
died yesterday). In the interview she was asked about Adolf
Hitler; apparently she once met him. And here is another example of
changing social attitudes. It wasn't that long ago when my
grandmother wouldn't even allow the name to be mentioned; today
people are fascinated by personal recollections about Hitler.
Whilst I was out I went
and looked for a geocache before work; unlike earlier I found this
one. And on finding it I also found a disused railway and what
appeared to be a disused railway station in surprisingly good
condition just down the track. I was about to go trespassing to
investigate when I suddenly realised that far from being a disused
railway station, it was actually someone's house. Woops!
I got to work; on arrival
I found two blokes nearly coming to blows over their mobile phones.
One was convinced he could tell what mobile network someone was on
from the colour of the mobile phone. The other was convinced the
first was a prat. Neither liked the other's attitude.
I did my bit at work, and
today I had a proper lunch. Sandwiches and the like. I've had the
last of my herbalife shakes, and much as they were tasty, they
weren't very filling. We also got home made cakes in honour of an
upcoming birthday too. Cake is always good. And then having caked
myself out I waddled to the car park for the lunchtime sax session.
I'm getting there with "Oh I do Like to be Beside the
Seaside" but my "Teddy Bears' Picnic" has
gone somewhat west.
And I'm afraid that the
rest of the day was something of an anticlimax after I heard the
news that the parents of Honey Boo Boo are
getting a divorce.
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