Despita a fidgetting dog
I slept better than I usually do when "Furry Face TM"
has sneaked up during the night. He really should spend the nights in
his basket, but am too soft on him. I finally woke when next door's
baby started crying around 6am. There are those who would whinge
about it; I think its quite sweet really.
Over brekkie I watched
"Dad's Army" in which no one liked it up 'em. I
then hadd a quick look-see on-line. There were some really nice words
said about the Wherigo I put out
in Canterbury a couple of months ago. It is a shame that only
two people have had a look at this; it took me many hours to create.
Still, such is life.
There were also yet more
complaints about the early stages of the geo-walk I put out round
Bethersden. I've now officially disabled that part of the walk and
will go out and have a look-see tomorrow.
And so to work. As I
drove the radio told me what I'd missed in the wider world over the
weekend. Terrible news (!) McDonalds'
days are numbered. There has been a staff survey taken recently
in which the rank and file "Johnny-no-stars" have
expressed no confidence whatsover in the management of the
organisation. Apparenlty the decision to do all-day breakfast has
been a bad thing.
It is no secret that I
love McDonalds; it would be a disaster to see it go. Mind you it is
so popular I can't see it going soon. It is a sad reflection of our
times that meaningless nonsense behind closed doors in boardrooms is
taken far more seriously than the core business of the company (i.e.
feeding the masses).
Also the Government has
got the arse since the Department of Work and Pensions has put an
awful lot of effort into making a website
of advice about pensions which no one is accessing. I suppose if
the Department of Work and Pensions told their target audience (i.e.
me) about their website then people might have a look. People
don't go looking for websites about which they are utterly unaware.
I stopped off at
Morrisons for some stuff. I carried my stuff out in a "bag
for life"; they cost ten pence as opposed to a standard
carrier bag which costs five pence. Since supermarkets have to charge
for carrier bags I've taken to buying "bag for lifes".
It feels as though I now have more "bag for lifes"
than sense. I've counted. I have four, so I probably really have got
more bags than sense.
I got to work, did my
thing, and came home again. As I do. Once home I took "Furry
Face TM" round the block, and with "er
indoors TM" off to the bowling league's
bunfight I made a start on making five gallons of stout for
Christmas. And with the stout in the barrel I watched the first
episode of the latest resurrection of The
Muppets. I quite liked it... but I will say that for all that it
was billed to be on from 8pm till 8.30pm I think the show itself
actually ran for less than twenty minutes.
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