What with three hours
sleep immediately after work followed by an early night I probably
had three times more sleep than usual last night. I woke feeling
rather chirpier than when I went to bed. Mind you I didn't feel up to
eating toast for brekkie so I settled for muesli. It was somewhat
easier on a tender stomach.
I had a quick look-see on
social media. Not much had happened really., so with a little time on
my hands I popped the lead onto "Furry Face TM"
and took him for a quick run round the park. There was a minor
incident when a passing toddler started crying when he saw my dog; he
seemed to think Fudge might attack him. Fudge just walked past him in
total oblivion.
Once home I still had
over an hour to spare. Normally when on a late shift I go find
something to do before work. But today I didn't really fancy doing
much; I wasn't feeling quite one hundred per cent. Instead I set the
dishwasher going and watched drivel on the telly for a little while
until I got a message about ticks. Ticks are becoming a serious
problem for dogs when out walking. Apparently babeosis
(a
tick-bourne disease) has been confirmed in Essex, and
furthermore my dog's monthy flea treatment doesn't work against
these ticks.
I phoned the vet and
they said the flea treatment *does* work. Let's hope it does.
I emptied the dishwasher
and set off to work. I thought twice about going; I (again)
seriously considered phoning in sick.
As I drove to work so
"Women's Hour" was on the radio. This show winds me
up somewhat.
It started off with the
latest theories about settling babies for a good night's sleep. All
the so-called experts gave their learned and sage opinions,, and then
it transpired that not one of these people telling the public how to
care for their babies had any experience whatsoever of having had a
baby to give them a sleepless night.
There was then an
interview with some of the people who had been involved in the making
of the recent TV drama "This
is England". I quite liked that TV show; however it was
a shame that the *only* aspect of the show discussed on the
radio this morning was the hairdressing.
And people wonder why I'm
not a fan of Radio Four's "Women's Hour"
The next article on the
radio was an expose on the craze for mindfulness meditation.
Apparently if it is not done right it can have harmful
side effects. They interviewed some woman whose mother had had to
carry her home from a mindfulness session after the mediation brought
on an attack of the screaming ab-dabs. The radio's mediation guru
said that about a quarter of the people doing this mindfulness
nonsense in the UK are experiencing various degrees of untoward
side-effects.
Somewhat worrying?
I got to work, smiled a
lot, and came home again. Once home I scoffed a pizza for dinner.
Haivng cooked it I wouldn't waste it, but fennel in pizza? I suppose
the fact that I could actually eat it means I'm on the mend...
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