On
the one hand there was no barking frenzies until five o’clock this morning. On
the other hand there were quite a few barking frenzies after five o’clock. I
did think about the neighbours but one side has their own dogs barking at
night, and I will listen to the other side’s complaints about noise when her
infernal piano falls silent.
Perhaps things might
have been less woofy had "er indoors TM" not opened the
window I deliberately closed.
I
gave it a couple of hours then got up. I had my morning look at the Internet
over brekkie. Nothing of note was on Facebook. I had a look at LinkedIn for
once; they are forever bombarding me with emails so I thought I would have a
look-see. It was filled with people posting supposedly inspirational bollox. Do
people *really* believe this sort of
meaningless management-ese rubbish? I don’t know *anyone* who doesn’t just roll their eyes at the drivel I read this
morning.
Surely
LinkedIn is “The Emperor’s
New Clothes” for the twenty-first century.
Since
the weather forecast was for it to be rather hot by the mid-morning I took the
dogs out early. Yesterday I mentioned I met someone who knew me; that happened
again today. As we walked from Bowens Field toward the park some woman smiled
and said hello. She clearly knew me – I had no idea who she was.
I
got to the park to see a poster on the park’s notice board saying that the
Friends of Victoria Park had started a Facebook group. I’d join it if I could
only find it. Mind you I’ve emailed the Friends of Victoria Park before and had
no reply. A shame really – a “friends of
the park” group could be such a good idea.
Mind
you it could equally well be one big argument.
It
was starting to get hot when we got home. The dogs had a drink (as did I) and then it was time for Treacle’s
medicine. Yesterday’s antibiotic capsule went straight down with a piece of
cheese. Today’s didn’t - she spat it out. Twice. So I pinned her down and
rammed it down her throat. She didn’t like that very much. The Metacam is
easier to get in to her, being in liquid form. The veterinary nurse had
suggested I squirt it on her food; I squirt it down her throat – that way I can
be sure she’s had it.
I
then did a BTLP-TACT exercise for CPD (as
one does when one feels the urge) and with that done I turned the telly on.
I
quite like “People Just Do Nothing”
on Netflix even if it is *so*
obviously based on Ricky Gervais’s “The
Office” (even down to the David Brent
character). Perhaps I watched a tad too much telly this morning – usually I
have a little adventure before the late shift, but today was just too hot to do
anything.
I
set off for work. As I drove up the motorway I was again amazed at the miles of
barriers and bollards which were closing off the slow lane. I couldn't help but
wonder why - there wasn't anyone working on that stretch of the road.
I
drove into Aylesford Aquatics to get some jollop for clearing the garden pond -
yesterday I noticed that it was getting rather murky. I blame the excessive
sunlight of this recent hot spell. It was *hot*
when I got out of my air-conditioned car. I was glad I'd decided not to go do
anything before work.
I
went into work where I went to the hospital canteen for the third consecutive
day. McDonalds would have been cheaper,
but the hospital canteen is quicker and has the element of surprise - you don't
know what's on the menu until you get there. Today it was some
chicken-y-pasta-y thing. It went really good with runner beans and carrots. I
wonder what it was?
I then did my bit (as I do) and came home as the
temperature began to cool.
Today was dull…
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