I quite liked last
night's night shift; at the risk of appearing antisocial there is a
lot to be said for having the place to yourself. Just as I was
leaving work this morning my phone beeped. An email. A new geocache
in Folkestone. Not exactly on the way home, but I thought I could
chase the FTF then see the baby. After all I'd not had an FTF so far
this month, and I'd not seen littlun for a few days.
It was odd driving into
work in the dark last night. Simularly coming home in daylight this
morning seemed strange too. As I drove to Folkestone there was
something thought-provoking on the radio. The price
of oil has dropped by one third in the last six months. But how
much has the price fallen at the petrol pump? From what I can see
on line the price I pay has only fallen by three per cent in that
same time period. At first sight you might think someone's making a
tidy profit here. But this isn't the case. The sad truth is that the
price of oil is only a tiny amount of the final cost of petrol. The
vast majority of the cost is actually government-imposed taxes.
This isn't news; I knew
this all along. But realising that a drop in oil prices of a third
only results in a petrol price drop of three per cent brings that
fact home.
There was also talk about
trials of a vaccine
againist ebola. Apparently (according to the radio) the
vaccine has been shown to boost the immune system which is vital in
fighting the disease. Really? What a purile statement. It's
tantamount to being surprised at the news that when an animal bites
you, it does so with its mouth.
Perhaps I'm just being
impatient with my felllow man... surely everyone knows that gaining
an immunity to a disease involves the immune system? Don't they?
I got to Folkestone,
found the cache I was after, was first to do so, did the happy dance,
then went round to see "Daddies Little Angel TM"
and the baby. Littlun has grown more; he's noticeably stronger. When
holding him he *really* pushes with his arms and legs now. He
smiled at me and gurgled as littluns do.
I was rather amazed to
find that "Daddies Little Angel TM"
had all the christmas decorations up already. But then again, that's
the kind of "Daddies Little Angel TM"
that she is.
Sid was in disgrace;
having disgraced himself on the carpet. I then came home to find
"Furry Face TM" had also disgraced
himself. He knew he'd done wrong. I cleared up the mess as best I
could (we've got a spray for that), then took him for a short
walk. Not far today as it was raining rather hard. And then I filled
the hot water bottle that I couldn't find yesterday and went to bed.
There's something odd about going to bed at 10.30am.
The hot water bottle did
the trick; I always settle much quicker when I don't have cold feet.
Just as I was dozing off I heard the thunder of paws coming up the
stairs. "Furry Face TM" jumped up
(he shouldn't do that) and the two of us slept through till
3pm. I would have liked to have slept longer really. Maybe tomorrow?
I got up had some toast
for late lunch, and fiddled about until it was time for sax leson.
I've not really made much progress this week. Teacher will be cross.
And once I've saxed I've
another night shift....
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