The
puppy slept well last night, and so did I. Even if I did have to hunt out my
slipper this morning. Mind you I felt really rough when I woke; two pints of
ale yesterday evening seemed to have done for me.
Over
brekkie I had a little look at the Internet. My piss boiled a little when I saw
that some people were trying to use geocaching as an educational tool for
home-schooling children. Admittedly the activity might have some educational
points, but how can you honestly justify a day’s caching as being part of a
curriculum? Far better that the children learn maths and science and geography
and do caching at the weekends and evenings as a hobby.
I
get cross with the entire concept of home-schooling. I’m sure there are those
who do manage to home-school their children well, and I’m the first to find
fault with established schools. But I’ve never personally seen anyone doing
home-school well. I’ve seen people trying to justify spending all day watching
the Disney channel as being “schoolwork”.
I’ve seen home-schooled children whose only topic of study is playing tennis
constantly.
I’m
intending to spend some time caching tomorrow. On a day off. As a hobby.
With
my piss already boiling, as I drove to work there was something on the radio which wound me up. Some loonie-leftie
from one of the London boroughs was whinging about a loophole in the law which
allows builders to get lucrative contracts to build massive housing estates on
the understanding that they will also build "affordable housing", but having got the contract they then don't
have to build the "affordable
housing" as there is no profit in doing so.
Whilst
I agree that these builders shouldn't have carte blanche to print money, don't
these loonie-lefties realise that housing isn't a social necessity any more? It
is just another commodity to be bought and sold at the highest possible price?
This was well established thirty years ago, to the nation's shame.
Surely
the key phrase here is "affordable
housing"; shouldn't all housing be affordable? Or and I just being
hopelessly idealistic again?
I'd
left for work early as I was on the early shift today. Heavy traffic on the
motorway meant I got to work with only seconds to spare. I did my bit on a
rather busy day and came home. An early start made for an early finish.
I
took the dogs round the park and home through the co-op field. As we passed the
allotments I had the dogs on the leads. When "er indoors TM"
had taken them for their lunchtime walk they had seen a fox and had both shot
off through the allotments in pursuit. Being less than a foot tall means they
can both get under gates which "er indoors TM"
could not. I’m told that they’d taken quite a while to be retrieved.
Once
home I had another look at that Netflix account which the bank had so
comprehensively stuffed up for me earlier in the week. I got the thing set up
with no trouble at all today. It has several series on it that I’m after, so
here’s hoping.
"er indoors TM" has taken "Daddy’s
Little Angel TM" shopping this evening. I hope they come
home soon – my tea won’t cook itself…
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