I spent much of last night's night shift
giggling. Before I went in to work, I popped in to Aldi as I often do. There
were two women conducting a rather loud conversation by the fruit and
vegetables:
"We've no cat food"
"No cat food? What about the cat?"
"We've got food for him!"
This conversation begs so many questions. Why were they
looking for cat food in the fruit and veg aisle? If they had no cat food, what
does the cat eat? And if he doesn't eat
cat food, why do they need the stuff?
Work was work; as I drove home this morning the pundits on
the radio shut up for two minutes so that they could broadcast President Trump
live as he gave a speech in Korea. His speech wasn’t remarkable; in many ways
it was rather embarrassing. Does he *really*
make these speeches up as he goes along? It sounds like it.
There was something about this in the news the other day; we in the UK can
understand how ludicrous he sounds because we speak a version the same
language. But across the world those whose job it is to translate what he says
into other languages are having a hard time translating what he says; their
translations aren’t being trusted. No-one can believe that someone who is
supposed to be President of the United States of America actually talks such
rubbish.
I got home, and after waving at "er indoors TM"
in passing I took the dogs round the park. Fudge was rather quarrelsome today.
He tried to fight with a bus, several cars, two postmen and quite a few dogs.
Treacle on the other hand ignored pretty much everything except the dogs from
which she would run in terror.
And there would seem to be a shift of allegiances in the
Viccie Park dog walking community. Those who used to be OrangeHead’s second and
third division hangers-on have formed their own little gang whilst
her-with-the-Scotties (who once was a
lone dog-walker) now seems to have usurped the role of OrangeHead’s Chunky
Little Friend. The original Chunky Little Friend hasn’t been seen for some
time. I hope her little dog is OK; he had been ill recently.
With walk done the dogs went to sleep, and after some
toast, so did I. I slept for most of the day, waking just after 4pm.
I watched an episode of “Peaky Blinders”, hopefully I’ll scoff some dinner in a little
while, then I’m off for another night shift…
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