I
got rather cross over brekkie. Absolutely anything happening in our
street provokes Rolo into a frenzy of barking. And when he starts
woofing Fudge feels he has to join in. Consequently I spent the best
part of an hour telling dogs to shut up.
In
between shouting at dogs I had a look-see on-line. Needless to say
tomorrow's referendum was on everyone's mind. After so many months
of campaigning to an electorate which (in the large part)
hasn't the faintest idea what is going on, I'm getting a little sick
of it now. It rather bothers me that money and racism are being given
(by both sides) as the main reasons to stay and/or leave. And
it seriously bothers me that the third most popular answer given when
the public are asked why they are voting a certain way (I won't
say which way it is) is that all their friends are voting that
way.
I
would ask that people spend an hour or so doing a little research,
and that if you honestly thing that the UK is better off in the EU
then vote to stay. If you honestly thing that the UK is better off
out of the EU then vote to leave. And if you honestly don't know,
then don't vote. Maybe spoil your ballot paper as a protest perhaps,
but don't vote if you haven't a clue what is going on.
I
then took the dogs for a walk. Oh it was frustrating. One dog would
squeeze out a drop of tiddle. The other dog would then have to sniff
it for thirty seconds then squeeze out a drop of tiddle on top. The
first dog then had to sniff it for another thirty seconds before
adding more tiddle. And so it would go on until I chivvied them
forward. We would go maybe ten yards befre repeating the performance.
This conitued until Fudge decided to join in with a group of dog
walkers going the other way and refused to come back when called. I
saw red at that point, put both dogs on their leads and frogmarched
them home.
I
settled them down and set off to work. I stopped off at Bybrook Barn
to have a look at the stuff I shall need for the garden's forthcoming
makeover. It looks like I will need to spend about fifty quid on
materials to make the shingled areas good again. That's about fifty
quid more than I wanted to shell out. I thought I'd do a price
comparison so I had a look in HomeBase as well. Substantially the
same stuff would cost about twenty quid more there.
Bybrook
Barn it is then.
As
I drove the pundits on the radio were interviewing Annabel Croft who
was banging the drum that women's tennis doesn't get as much coverage
as men's tennis. Having absolutely no interest in tennis whatsoever I
thought it was something of a waste of air-time, but what do I know ?
Just
as I was about to start work my phone beeped. The astro club had got
an email; there is a competition to win the chance of a dirty
weekend away in Wiltshire. All you have to do is.... join the astro
club. I'm not telling the world about this competition because that
would scupper my chances. I quite fancy a dirty weekend away in
Wiltshire. I've told the membership about the competition by email.
One of the things we need to do with the astro club is check just how
up-to-date the email list is. The more out-of-date the better for my
chances of a dirty weekend away in Wiltshire.
All
I need is someone who's up for a dirty weekend away in Wiltshire. If
all else fails I shall take "er indoors TM"
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