As I drove home from the
night shift it became apparent that I'd missed something. Apparently
it was national "drive up the middle of the road"
day. I found myself mounting the pavement several times to avoid
colliding with other road users who seemed blissfully aware of what
side of the road on which they were supposed to be.
I got home and made
straight for the loo. Last night I saw butter flavoured toilet roll
in Morrisons. I was rather curious so I bought some and this morning
I had a "Go Compare" moment with the various
bogrolls in Trap One. Without going into graphic detail let's just
say that butter flavoued bogroll was something of a disappointment.
Over brekkie I saw
something which made me check the date. But it wasn't an April Fool
thing. Scientists have worked out a way of hiding from aliens.
One way to detect planets
in orbit around another star is to measure the brightness of the
light from that star. As any planet orbiting the star comes between
that star and us the star's light dims. Not much, but noticeably. It
is possible that aliens might find Earth that way. After all we've
found lots of planets that way. However do we want aliens to find us?
Having watche far too
much science fiction, supposedly reputable scientists have
a theory that if we shine humungous laser beams into space they
will counteract the dimming of the sun as seen from a distant planet
when we transit our sun and so render the Earth invisible.
What they haven't
realised though is that for this to work we need to turn the lasers
on as we start to cross the sun (from the aliens' perspective)
and turn them off when the transit is complete. But having no idea
whatsoever where it is that the aliens would be watching us from,
rather than hiding the Earth, chances are these lasers would act as a
beacon to show where we are.
We popped the lead onto
"Furry Face TM" and took him out
for a little adventure. We drove out to Faversham to have a mooch
round a ruined church. Once a Roman temple it is the only ancient
church in England which started life as a Roman temple. Or so the
sign said. The fact there was a geocache under a nearby rock was an
added bonus. "Furry Face TM"
seemed happy to spend ten minutes chasing down rabbit holes.
I was glad to get out and
do something; otherwise I woul have just slept the day away. Having
said that I slept for most of the journey home.
Once home we had a quick
Belgian bun for lunch, then spent a llittle while working in the
garden. Several years ago the more difficult of our neighbours
planted clematis and roses against his side of the fence which
seperates our gardens. He's left it to grow wild, and it had got so
that it was effectively impossible to get past the garden pond. A few
years ago our back garden was beautiful; these days it is something
of a jungle. So I decided to reclaim the back garden and we hacked
back his overgrowth.
As I hacked I was
expecting him to appear at any moment, frothing at the mouth and
ranting. He didn't but I'm still waiting to hear from him.
In the past he has turned
up on the doorstep demanding that I go tell the people who live on
the other next door to him to sort themselves out because leaves from
their tree has fallen in his garden. But he sees nothing wrong with
his shrubberies overhanging over four feet into my garden.
I then drove a car full
of cut down clematis to the tip. Having cut back all the clematis
we've actually been able to get to the arbour by the pond. I toyed
with the idea of getting the pressure washer out and giving the
arbour a good scrub.
Instead "er
indoors TM" took "Furry Face TM"
for a walk and I had a couple of hours sleep. I then made some plans
for a little
walk next Friday. If anyone fancies wandering through the Kent
mud, the more the merrier.
I watched the last
episode of "Childhood's End" then spent the rest of
the evening applying for promotion. Do I want promotion? I don't
know. But it doesn't hurt to try. Will anything come of the
application? Possibly. We shall see. Time will tell. It always
does...
Meanwhile
I've got the jingle to the the
daring, dazzling, death-defyingly dull, devastatingly dangerous,
delectable, delicatessenable, divinely decadent
Sandwich
Quiz stuck in my head...
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