During a break for a cuppa in
the small hours during last night’s night shift I saw that an American friend
of mine had taken up the book challenge on Facebook, and quite a literary
discussion was going on. I saw that as something of a result.
And with the night shift done I
came home through a very wet and windy morning. As I drove the pundits on the
radio were talking to the Home Secretary about his plans for the immigration
policy of a post-Brexit Britain. He dismissed the concerns of hospital chiefs
who have made it quite clear that they are dependent on immigrant workers (what
*do* you do when not a single UK national applies for a given job despite its
being advertised time and again?). And after dodging several direct
questions and then claiming that he was very clear on his policy I think it is
fair to say he is completely out of his depth and hasn’t got a clue what he is
doing.
I had intended to take the dogs
out on getting home, but the rain put paid to that idea. Instead I had a quick
look-see at the Internet. Not much had changed since I’d last looked at six
o’clock. I posted up my fifth book of the ongoing book challenge (Arthur C Clarke’s
“The Songs of Distant
Earth”) then went to kip.
I woke about mid-day finding
myself somewhat constricted by two dogs on top of the duvet on either side of
me. I hoiked them over, and went back to sleep. Apart from that and two “Red
Alerts” (one from Pogo, one from Fudge; both false alarms) I slept
reasonably well. I finally emerged from my pit just before four o’clock. It was
still raining.
I gave the world today’s installment
of the Lego
calendar saga. The world seems appreciative so far.
"er indoors TM" should be home
soon. She was on another day off today and had taken "Stormageddon -
Bringer of Destruction TM" to see Santa. I would like to
have gone. If I wasn’t working again tonight I would have gone. But I’m getting
too old to be able to manage with that little sleep.
(I’ve asked management if I
can do night shifts one-at-a-time. They’ve said they will see if they can
accommodate it. Here’s hoping.)
A bit of dinner – I’m off to
work again. The day between the night shifts is usually dull. Today was no
exception.
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