"er
indoors TM"
spent much of the night arguing with the dogs (for no reason that I could
ascertain). They kept this up until five minutes before my alarm was due to
go off, then they all settled and went to sleep. I got up, supervised Sid and
Fudge in the garden at five o’clock, and made some toast.
I peered
into the Internet as I scoffed toast. One of the Lego-related Facebook groups
had a rather pointed post from one of the moderators who was laying down the
law. Apparently there had been some rather vitriolic squabbling on that group.
Lego!? - some people will argue about anything.
I saw several adverts for next year’s ComicCon – I
was told that I should go as this would be the last UK appearance of Tom
Skerritt. (No – I have no idea who he is either).
The local Facebook crime awareness pages were
reporting a pair of fake police officers who were supposedly trying to gain
access to people’s houses not five miles from home. I sometimes wonder about
the local Facebook crime awareness pages. Reading them you’d think I live in a
modern-day Dodge City. I’m not sure if all the myriad of “crimes” reported daily are just made
up or are an over-reaction. There was a major upset a few weeks ago when
someone was seen committing the heinous offence of sitting on a local bench
drinking a can of lager.
I then opened the eleventh window of my Advent Calendar and
wondered just what I might say about it. My Lego advent calendar has developed
something of a life of its own with about thirty people following it. Coming up
with an instalment every day is quite a challenge.
Taking care not to wake anyone who was finally
asleep I get dressed and set off work-wards.
I got to my car and was rather pleased to see that
there was only condensation on the windscreen, not ice. But as I wiped it
off so it froze.
As I drove to work the pundits on the radio
were all a-twitter about tomorrow's election. With the outcome still up for
grabs it would seem that it's going to be all about choosing the least worst
option. The Liberal Democrat vote has collapsed, and with the Brexit
party in disarray (it turns out that a
party needs to do more than just send them all back on the next banana boat to
gain any credibility), British politics is back to the two-horse race
it has always been. So... Do we want a proven liar or a
well-intentioned idiot running the country?
Interestingly the leader of the Welsh Nationalists
came on the radio proposing that it should be made a criminal offence for a
politician to lie. He might have a point. Mind you this article makes for interesting reading. Having pretty much
everything they’ve said been proved to be inaccurate hasn’t hurt the
Conservative party at all.
The roads were rather busy this morning. Driving to
Tunbridge Wells an hour and a half earlier than usual, I thought they would be
quieter. I was wrong.
I did that which I couldn't avoid, and at tea break
I finished my latest e-book. You can see what I thought of it by clicking
here.
I like the early shifts - an early start made for
an early finish. Once home I walked the dogs round the roads and fed them.
Single handed. With full bellies the hounds soon settled and we all slept in
front of the telly until "er indoors TM" came home (to
feed me).
Oh – and David Bellamy died today…
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