I had something of a restless
night which wasn’t helped by having to get up very early for an early shift
which was further complicated by the clocks having gone forward. Seeing that my
SkyPlus box had recorded the entire second season of “Uncle” for me, I
watched the first episode then got ready for work.
I set off towards work. The
roads were rather quiet, as they are at seven o'clock on a Sunday morning. As I
drove the pundits on the radio were still discussing Brexit as they do. At the
moment the only certain thing about Brexit is that no one has a clue about what
will happen next. Mind you, one thing is certain - future generations will look
back and wonder what we were thinking of.
There was also talk about how
measles is now a serious health issue in parts of America where people are
choosing not to vaccinate their children. Some people are claiming that
vaccinations go against their religious beliefs (but are utterly unable to
explain why) whilst others are refusing vaccinations for their children out
of plain arrogance. Can you believe that we are in the twenty-first
century with the ability to put people on the Moon, and the ability to
perform live organ transplants, and still people are allowing their children to
die because they are choosing to be so stupid?
I got to work; I thought about
having the full English breakfast but thought better of it. I got on with the
morning's tasks. As I worked I looked out of the window at a rather drab day.
We certainly had the best weather for going for a walk yesterday. It wasn’t
a bad shift really.
Rather than coming home I drove
round to "My
Boy TM" and his branch of the tribe. He’d collected "er
indoors TM" earlier for a Mother’s Day thingy and she was making
serious inroads into a bottle of plonk.
The first fruit of my loin has acquired a hot tub. I say “hot tub”; personally I think the name is
somewhat misleading. I had a go – it was on the cold side. I was shivering
after five minutes. I gave it ten minutes then got out. I might try again when
it warms up a little (both inside and
outside the tub). However it is possible that "My Boy TM"
was being unfair to the hot tub’s heater as there was perhaps a tad too much
water in it. I took the opportunity to expound on Archimedes’ principle. The science
fell on deaf ears until we got into the tub and all the water overflowed.
Science is far better presented in demonstration than lecture(!).
I’m reliably informed that sitting in a hot tub is an ideal
way to relax on a warm summer’s evening. I rather thought that after ten
minutes of sitting in the thing I had pretty much exhausted the thing’s possibilities.
We came home; I might have an early night. What with
the clocks going forward and an early start and perhaps too much hot tub I’m
feeling rather under the weather…
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