I slept reasonably well
even if I did wake to find I was cuddling my dog as though he was a
teddy bear. Leaving him snoring I had a bit of brekkie and watched
last week's episode of "Extant". It is a good enough
show I suppose, but there are many better shows that have been
cancelled. I wonder just what it is that keeps this one on our
screens.
I spent a few minutes
looking on social media, but overnight absolutely nothing had
happened. Probably for the best.
I then spent a few
minutes trying to find my car. I completely forgot where I'd parked
it last night. It would either have been up or down the road. I tried
looking down. It was actually up. And having located the car I set
off to work.
As I drove the news on
the radio wound me up somewhat. The oil giant Shell was supposedly
considering taking
over some other company today. I don't know the details; frankly
I don't really care. But what wound me up was the attitude of the
Shell executive being interviewed. The takeover wasn't being judged
for the benefit to the company in terms of its core business...
Or actually it was. I
naively thought that Shell's business was all about drilling for oil.
Apparently it is not. Its raison d'être is to make money. The chap
being interviewed made it crystal clear that whatever the company did
with regard to the takeover wouldn't be about what was best for oil
production; it would be all about what generated most profit.
And this attitude is true
of absolutely everything. Schools, hospitals, transport... all of
life is now about turning a quick profit. The world would be a better
place if a few more people were a lot less greedy.
I got to work and did my
thing. Over lunch I spent a few minutes dusting off the talk I'm
going to give to the astro club on Friday. I first did this talk some
years ago and in that time it has aged somewhat. Several of the jokes
have been blagged by others (quite a few times) and now just
seem rather tired, so they got chopped. And (in order to appear to
be current) I shoe-horned in a couple of articles that recently
appeared on the club's Facebook feed to make it look as though I pay
attention.
Hopefully the talk will
keep the masses entertained; if I should it loud enough none of the
punters will realise I'm making it up as I go along.
An otherwise dull day was
lightened by a visit from an old colleague. the inestimable Soup Boy
left to take up professional running over a year ago. He popped in to
day to say hello. I was amazed how much I'd missed him.
I came home through the
rain and walked "Furry Face TM"
despite the rain. Perhaps I'm being harsh but the walk was so much
easier with only one dog. Sid did dawdle so much.
The idea was then to have
a pleasent eveniing in. But "Daddies Little Angel TM"
has given orders to "er indoors TM"
and sent her on a mission.
And I'm sitting here
waiting. As usual...
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