Over
an early brekkie I watched the second episode of "Trailer Park Boys - Out of the Park" in which our red-neck
heroes go on a road trip round America.
The
show isn't working for me.
Over
twelve series the show built up a cast all of whom had distinct personalities
and worked well together. In this spin-off they have taken just the three main
characters and put them on a road trip round America. Bearing in mind for
twelve years they have been penniless wastrels, how can they afford a road trip
like this? Added to which they are all acting completely at odds with their
established characters... I'm hoping it will get better.
As
I drove to work I listened to the radio. The pundits on the radio were
interviewing some politician or other about the shambles that is the ongoing
Brexit negotiations. The woman being interviewed made the point that the only
real thing that was decided by the Brexit referendum of 2016 was "we want out!" There are so many possible
versions of what "being out"
entails, and there is no majority of MPs for any one version. It was suggested
that bearing in mind the disarray that both the Conservative and Labour parties
find themselves in, and also bearing in mind that we have a minority
government, perhaps it might be better all round to for some sort of coalition
in the national interest. In theory an admirable sentiment; in practice
everyone feels that their personal view is the only one which is in the
national interest, whereas the fact of the matter is that they are all wrong.
It is me who is right (!)
And
the last coalition pretty much did for the Liberal Democrats.
There
was also consternation being expressed about a careers open day being held in
Farnborough in which an arms dealer was actively recruiting from school
leavers. They interviewed someone who was trying to make the case for the arms
dealer, but the chap rather pissed on his chips by trying to claim that someone
whose business is bombing children is an ethical employer.
Being
on an early I had hoped that the motorway might be a bit quieter than usual. I
hoped in vain. Just as I passed Leeds Castle I read the motorway notice board
saying there was a thirty-minute delay between junction six and junction four.
bearing in mind I was aiming for junction five that wasn't what I wanted to
see. I managed to get off of the motorway and get to work via the back roads
before everyone else thought to take the short cut and make it even more
congested than the motorway.
For
all that I am far happier working at Maidstone than I ever was in Canterbury,
getting to and from the place is far more difficult.
I had a rather trying
day; I may well blog about it
elsewhere (eventually), but an
early start made for an early finish. I came back home, scrubbed my teeth, and
went to the dentist. She started off with an X-ray, fixed one iffy fang, and
put a filling into another. By the time she’d finished, the X-ray was ready and
I’ve got to have a root canal filling done in a couple of weeks’ time. That will
be something to look forward to.
I walked the dogs round
the park as the anesthetic wore off. As I walked I looked at my phone and saw a
minor row was kicking off on Facebook. Someone had posted about possible
cheating on the local geocaching page. Can you believe people lie and claim
they’ve found a film pot under a rock when they haven’t?
Someone had posted on
the local geocaching group about what a good time they’d had walking in a certain
village, and half an hour later they were whinging about alleged cheating.
However in that half hour the name of the village had changed. The last person
to go aching in the village with the second name used was me (and my geo-associates).
Sometimes life is just
one big squabble…
I wonder what’s for
dinner?
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