Having been woken at 2am
by a CPAP machine which was trying to inflate me to bursting point I
spent a few minutes fiddling with its controls. It seems to have
calmed down a little.
I was still up and about
before 6am though. "Furry Face TM"
went mental round the garden for a little, and then over brekkie I
watched last night's episode of "Detectorists". This
show has come up in conversation so many times recently. For a gentle
nondescript show it seems to be something that everyone is quietly
watching.
I then had a little
look-see on-line. Last night I saw that the Ashford Herald had
published the news that the local council was in negotiations about
building a
new observatory. Bearing in mind the Ashford Herald has a
reputation for not quite getting it right I took what they said with
a pinch of salt. It did occur to me that they seemed to know about as
much as I did and probably found out at about the same time as I did.
I'd suggested that the
astro club might like to cancel the talk I was due to give tonight in
favour of a discussion on the new observatory but my thinly veiled
ruse of getting out of having to turn up tonight failed.
As I drove to work that
idiot Jeremy Corbym was in the news. He's apparently all against
bombing the IS murderers because doing so goes against their
inalieanable human rights to murder (or some other politically
correct claptrap). Apparently several of his front-bench shadow
cabinet chums are now publically disagreeing with him, and finally
there are now calls
for him to resign. Surely it is quite plain to everyone that he
was put in place by a Tory plot to trash the Labour party. No sane
person would want to go back to the stupidity of what passed for
socialism in the 1980s.
There was also a lot of
fuss made on the radio about the so-called "Black Friday"
sales that are happening today. Many stores in the UK are copying the
US tradition of having major sales on the day after Thanksgiving. But
it doesn't seem to be universally welcomed. There was consternation
in Scotland when one branch of Tesco turned away people not
wanting to buy sale stuff.
And apparently having
first brought the entire "Black Friday" thing to the
UK, Asda seems to have completely
abandoned the idea.
I got to work and did
that which I couldn't avoid. As the day went on so I had some bad
news. The father of my grandson has been run over. He was knocked off
his motorbike by a stupid woman who drove through a red light. His
foot is broken; his bike is a write-off. At least the driver has
admitted responsibility.
With work done I went for
some McScoff with Jimbo, Stevey and "er indoors TM".
From there it was on to astro club.
There's no denying I
didn't want to go tonight. I've really enjoyed it for some years but
over the last year I've not been feeling welcome there. There's a few
people there who've decided they absolutely hate me and make a point
of publically blanking me. On more than one occassion I've been
chatting with people and these "delightful folk"
have just barged into the conversation as though I wasn't there. On
one occassion making a point of standing in front of me with their
back to me.
I *really* wasn't
looking forward to their antics tonight.
Fortunately not one of
them was there this evening and I actually had a surprisingly good
time. I went along having actually decided that this would be the
last time; I'd even written a resignation letter. But I came away
thinking I might give it another chance. Why should they spoil it for
me?
Following on from
which... this morning I saw a little joke on Facebook which poked fun
at the rampant politically correct aggressive (frankly nasty)
feminist attitude which has brought me to the brink of leaving the
astro club. So I re-posted it.
It's caused offence....
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