As I sat to
scoff brekkie I couldn’t help but look at the shelves above the telly. The top
two shelves have loads of souvenir beer glasses from various beer festivals
I’ve been to over the years. There’s probably about forty pint glasses there.
They’ve been on those shelves for years; only ever moving when I put them
through the dishwasher when they get dusty.
I could use
those shelves for Lego.
If any of my
loyal readers want a souvenir pint glass, let me know. I’ve advertised them on various selling sites on Facebook,
but if there’s no interest I shall be chucking the lot at some stage.
As I looked at
Facebook there was a lot of postings about the BBC’s recent dramatization of “War
of the Worlds”. We were talking about this at work yesterday too. No one
seems to like the show. I’ve recorded all of it with the intention of
binge-watching at some point, but seeing all the negative comments I might just
delete the lot unwatched. There are plenty of other terrible shows that I can
find for myself without watching stuff that I’ve already been told isn’t worth
watching.
Other people
were posting about their upcoming court cases. Some were pleading poverty (clearly
having forgotten about the two-month tour of Europe they had only a few short
months ago).
I had an email
from Leica this morning. They’ve got a vacancy. They are looking for someone to
demonstrate their laboratory instruments, troubleshoot and fix problems… All
the sorts of things that I would really have wanted to do a few year ago. I
looked at the advert and decided against it.
I’m content
where I am.
I also had an
email about a supposedly missing geocache of mine. But on closer inspection
this report was dated from last July and the thing has since been found many
times. As I’ve whinged before, why not log an issue or a problem right away?
I took the dogs
round the park for a walk. Flushed with the success of yesterday’s walk I had high
hopes for today’s outing. I wouldn’t say I was disappointed… the dogs didn’t
pull much really, and they did play nicely with other dogs. There was only one
“episode” and that was when Treacle ran in terror from a bigger dog (for
no reason whatsoever) and Pogo stuck up for her. But the other dog’s owner
could see what was happening and laughed it off.
As we walked on
a rather misty morning so my phone beeped. Ironically just as I was admiring
the pretty mists the Met Office had cancelled the yellow alert fog warning.
With walk walked
I put washing in to scrub and set the dishwasher loose on the crockery and opened the third window of my Advent Calendar.
Just as I was
walking to my car so my phone beeped. A new geocache had appeared not that far
away. It wasn’t really in the right direction for work, but I had hoped to have
a little adventure before work this morning. So I postponed that adventure in
favour of another. For once I managed to get to be the First to Find. That was
something of a result.
So few people
put caches out these days. I have automatic notifications of all new geocaches
within thirty miles of home. Back in the day I would (on average) get
notifications on five days out of seven. Nowadays I’d say I get one or two a
week.
As I headed to
Tunbridge Wells through all the "-hursts" and the "-dens"
and the other villages there was a program on the radio about how
difficult it is for the political pollsters to get their polls right.
Realistically an opinion poll comes with a rather large margin of error, and
(try as they might) opinion polling is never going to be an exact science. You
just can't predict the future; that's what makes the future such fun.
Ask any weather forecaster or gambler.
As I listened to
the so-called experts trying to second guess what might be, I was reminded
of Isaac Asimov's "Foundation" series of novels. Have you read
them? They are set in a society in which opinion polling is an exact
science, and in which the future could be predicted and planned. The
books are rather thought-provoking.
We could
seriously do with a Second Foundation right now.
I got to work.
During a lull in the proceedings I slipped out to get a flu jab. It only took a
few minutes, it didn't hurt. And because I didn't cry (much) I was
rewarded with a free jelly and a free pot noodle.
There are those
who would turn up their noses at free jelly and free pot noodles; me - I see it
as one of life's little victories.
And just as I
was about to go home the Met office reinstated their yellow alert fog warning.
It was rather foggy as I drove home.
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