Some nights I sleep like a log even though restless
dogs are stomping all over me. Other nights I see every hour even though the
entire wolf-pack is settled and snoring. There’s no reason to it that I can
fathom.
Finding myself again awake far earlier than I needed
to be, I watched another episode of “Black Mirror”. Imagine that rather
than dying you could upload yourself into a virtual 1980s where (together
with everyone else that could afford it) you could pretend to be happy for
ever.
As I watched the telly Fudge marched into the
living room, gave me a filthy look and took himself to his basket. He then
sulked at me. I have no idea what had upset him, but he had the hump and
completely blanked me as I tried to fuss him.
I then spent a little while reading a Facebook page. ‼️Ashford
& Surrounding Areas Crime Page‼️ is frankly terrifying. The amount of crimes
that would seem to go in Ashford are amazing… *if* they really happen.
Much of what is posted is frankly unbelievable, and much of the rest is people
reporting teenagers who’ve committed the crime of walking down the street in
broad daylight.
I went to see Fudge in his basket – he was still
sulking and continued to sulk despite my best efforts.
Eventually I left
him sulking and set off to work. When he has a moody, there is nothing that you
can do with him. A bit like a recalcitrant teenager, really.
As I drove up the motorway the pundits on the
radio were talking about Donald Trump's bungled attempt to buy Greenland. It
was alleged that the whole thing has given the Chinese ideas, and that
they have now put in a better offer. This has apparently gone down like a
lead balloon in Washington
I drove up to Sainsbury's to get petrol. The petrol station there has been closed for some time whilst it was having a major refurbishment. It looked just the same as it always was to me. I got my petrol, brandished my Nectar card, and went in to work. Again.
My shift pattern is such that I work early, late,
nights, weekends... today was my seventh consecutive day at work and I was
feeling it.
I did work… I came home, collected Pogo and drove him out to Margate
where he’s now having a little holiday with "Daddy’s Little Angel TM"
and "Stormageddon - Bringer of Destruction TM". I
came home again; "er indoors TM" and I took Sadie round
to Brian and Rachel’s where she’s now having a little holiday as well.
I’ve packed my bags.
Hopefully my little holiday starts tomorrow….
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