I woke feeling rather
rough. Was it the two recent night shifts or the two bottles of stout
last night? I'm finding that (more and more) I'm feeling rough
after not very much beer.
Over brekkie I watched
"Raised by Wolves"; the last episode of the current
season. I hope they make more of that show. I then had a little
look-see on line and got just a little bit cross.
I'd not heard of
countryside
access wardens before. In theory it is a good idea. Unpaid
volunteers walk the Kentish footpaths and deal with any access and
right-of-way issues they find. However when I was a lad this was a
full-time profeessional occupation. This was someone's job. I
actually considered it as a career. Now it is something done by
volunteers in their spare time. This is no different to the volunteer
librarians and how the library service is dependent on volunteers
about which I was ranting a week or so ago. Am I the only one who
doesn't see the bigger picture? Where will it all end?
Take today's strike
by junior doctors - the answer is obvious. Sack all of those
doctors who work in A&E departments (and the nurses too)
and have St John's Ambulance volunteers running the places. Do we
need an expensive police force? Why not just have vigilantes laying
down the law as they see fit?
I took a deep breath and
drove round to collect "My Boy TM".
We had a quick fry-up then came back home. Together we moved the
arbour away from the fence, spent ten minutes setting up the pressure
washer, then scrubbed down the arbour. "My Boy TM"
seemed quite taken with the pressure washer. Most people seem to be
when they have their first play with one.
I then took "My
Boy TM" back home. We took the pressure
washer with us; he's borrowing it for a while.
Having made a start in
the garden I continued. I got the strimmer out and edged the lawn,
then found the secateurs and cut back more of the stuff hanging over
a yard into my garden from next door. I *almost* got finished,
bbut the rain got too heavy so I gave up.
I popped up the shop to
get a sandwich. Whilst in the shop I struck up a conversation with
the locals who were asking about my nutty neighbour. Apparently he's
been going round telling everyone that his wife has left him (even
though she hasn't) and has been telling everyone how much better
the world was when Tony Benn was Prime Minister (he never was).
With lunch scoffed I set
about the ironing. as I ironed I watched the last ever episode of
"Extant". In the past I've mentioned that his series
has been rather variable. Last week's episode was rather good. This
final one was.... well.... it wasn't a bad epiisode. Its story just
bore no relation to what had gone before.
With
"Extant" watched I put on a DVD. "Master and
Commander" kept me occupied until I finally finished the
ironing at 4.30pm.
I
shall program "Hannah"
for tomorrow... and maybe have an early night. I've been busy today.
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