It would be today that
the diswasher blocked up. Despite my best efforts I couldn't un-bung
it. Not that I am pointing the fiinger of blame in any way, but I do
wish that "er indoors TM" hadn't
tried to wash jelly with it.
Over brekkie I saw
something that made be think. The latest government initiative Choose
Better is aimed at trying to get people wiith minor ailments and
maladies to seek medical ssistance from places other than the local
accident and emergency departments; the idea being to reduce stress
on those places an allowing truly urgent cases to be seen quicker.
It's a good idea in
theory. In practice the whole "having a GP" scheme
should be madeto work or scrapped entirely. I can see "Choose
Better" putting people off going to accident and emergency
departments and having them dying at home unnecessarily becase they
didn't want to bother anyone.
I took "Furry
Face TM" for our morning walk. There
weren't many other dog walkers about (which was probably for the
best), but one camp-looking chap with a rather effenimate-looking
mutt asked if I'd seen a loose labrador. Apparently his "chum"
had lost one. This fellow seemed rather talkative; and far more
familiar than I think I would have been had my "chum"
lost a labrador. That's now two days running that I've been ghatteed
up. Result (!)
Again the rain cut our
walk short; but we got home before it got too heavy. I theen spent
much of the day knocking my ingredients into shape, tidying the
living room and setting the table. In years gone by some of us used
to have a "Come Dine with Me" thing going, and I
decided that my turn was long overdue.
People seemed to enjoy
what I boiled up; it wasn't bad I suppose. But I've never liked
anything I've made myself.
And it would be today
that the dishwashed went west...
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