I slept right through
until the alarm went off this morning. I suspect carrying a gas
cooker yesterday had taken its toll. Over brekkie I watched a rather
lame episode of Dad's Army in which Captain Mainwaring and Sergeant
Wilson openly hated and despised each other.
The episode didn't really
work; for any TV show, or radio show, or any story really the
characters have to be believable. To have the main protagonists
acting completely out of character purely for dramatic effect just
doesn't convey plausibility.
I then had a look-see
on-line. Yesterday posted up a few photos from the family
get-together. All sorts of people have clicked the "like"
button, including many people that I don't know. I suppose this is
the power and the problem with social media; you really don't realise
just how far the Internet spreads.
I drove to work; from
Kennington to Godmersham (about five miles) some twit was
driving about ten yards behind me. At the first opportunity he flew
pas me like a bat out of hell, and then started tail-ening the car in
front of me and carried on doing so for a further five miles. Being
unable to overtake anyone else he actually got to Canterbury about
ten seconds before I did.
Perhaps I should have
squealed him up to the police for deliberate dangerous driving?
As I drove my piss boiled
as I listened to the radio. Some opinionated windbag was ranting
about what a waste of time it is prosecuting alleged paedophiles as
they "always seem to get off". Personally I would
call it "being found not guilty", but this woman
wasn't happy. Apparently getting a conviction on an allegation of
paedophilia is quite difficult (for all sorts of reasons that I've
ranted about ad-nauseum). So it was being suggested that in such
cases when witnesses have either died of old age or can't remember
the specific and precise details of what happened forty years the law
be changed. Rather than proving the accused was guilty it was
suggested that it would be sufficient to show that the accused might
have been guilty. That way a lot more convictions would be secured.
It bothers me that a
*lot* of people are happy with this idea of so-called justice
I stopped off at
Morrisons for supplies, then went on to work where I had a
surprisingly busy day messing about with prolems arising from the M
and K blood groups. (Most people think blood groups stop at "B"!)
And then with one load of
work done I started another. "Daddies Little Angel TM"
had given orders for me to collect another sofa, and who was I to
disobey? Fortunately for my back loading the sofa was quite easy - I
was able to park up very near to the house from which it was coming.
However I did have three trips up and down the stairs when dropping
the sofa off.
I came home and despite
having (again) overdone the lifting I then had a rather busy
evening. Monthly accounts, ironing, but I did get to watch "Gotham"
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