As I had my morning shave so "er
indoors TM"
let the dogs out to “do their business”. Unfortunately to humans “doing
your business” involves tiddles and poops. To dogs “doing your business”
means shouting a lot then going back to bed. Perhaps half past five isn’t the
best time to “do canine business”?
With everyone else gone back to
bed I made toast using the last of the cherry brandy conserve. I’m glad that
stuff has all gone, I then watched the first episode of the second season of “Flowers” before sparking up my lap-top
to see if I’d missed much overnight. There were a few people posting on
Facebook; one or two (like me) were getting ready for work. Quite a few were still on holiday. Whilst
I don’t dislike my job, if I had my time again I’d work somewhere that puts up
a “closed” sign from time to
time. But it could be worse… I went through my diaries last night – I’ve
actually had three complete Christmases (Christmas
Eve through to Boxing Day) off in the last ten years.
I was rather interested to read
some of the posts on the Munzee-related Facebook pages; apparently the parent
company is about to go bankrupt?
Yesterday I
mentioned that the roads at mid day were as busy as any other day. This morning
at seven o'clock the roads to Pembury were the quietest I've ever known them.
It took me less than an hour to do a journey which usually takes an hour and a
half. Usually there is hold-up after hold-up. I didn't stop once on the entire
journey.
As I drove
the pundits on the radio were talking their usual brand of nonsense. This
morning the country's
top Judge Lady Hale was the guest editor for the morning news program.
There was a lot of talk about how the legal system is in disarray because the
average person can't afford justice. Rather than paying barristers, people
finding themselves in court are defending themselves with varying degrees of
success. An attempt was made by some other legal bigwig to justify the salaries
of those working in the courts. The argument made was that barristers and
solicitors should be paid a fortune because the financial whizz-kids in the
city get paid far too much as well. I must admit that I wasn't convinced. By
that reasoning, everyone doing anything should be paid a fortune too?
It was also
suggested that more women should be employed as judges because it was claimed
that there are different outcomes when women judge a case (as opposed to male judges).
How does that
work? How does justice depend on the gender of the person assessing it?
As I parked
my car I reflected that I've never really thought that much of the British
legal system, and now I have reason for feeling that way.
I got to work
and parked up. Apparently the nice Prime Minister has announced that there will
be free parking for NHS staff next year... when they are on night shift. I pay
a set amount every month and park whenever my seemingly random shift pattern
requires me to show up. I wonder how this free parking at night will work. Will
I get a rebate? I suspect that (like most political
promises) this hasn't been thought through very well.
As I worked my brother phoned.
My mum had been taken poorly yesterday and had spent the night in hospital, but
she would seem to be on the mend now.
With work done I came home
again. As I do… The roads were quiet on the way home too. Over a typical Christmassy
dinner of cold meat, cheese and pickle (washed down
with port and stout) we watched the Christmas Bake-Off. It was rather
good…
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