I had three pints of ale last night and woke feeling like
death warmed up. Is this how things now are?
Having seen the last episode of “Titans” I had a
little look at Netflix to find something to watch. There is a third season of “Uncle”
so I started watching that from the start. It was rather good.
I then got myself organised and went to find my car.
I got some petrol and drove down to Folkestone. As I drove
the pundits on the radio were discussing the latest scaremongering about corona
virus. The most theory is that the whole thing might just be a thinly veiled
ruse to boost the fortunes of the pharmaceutical industry. Apparently the mere
thought that a certain company has an angle on a vaccine is enough to massively
increase the value of the company on the stock exchange. People really are
getting rich on the strength of a rumour.
Am I the only one who feels that there is something
fundamentally wrong with the way our financial system works?
I got to Folkestone. Seeing it was Leap Day I thought I
might get the e-souvenir that you get for finding a geocache today. I couldn’t
find the first one I went looking for, but I came up trumps on the second.
I then went on to find Jimbo, and got on with the business
of the day. Emma was moving house. She’d got it all packed. All we had to do
was load all the furniture and boxes into the cars and vans, drive them
half-way across Folkestone, unload, and go back for more.
Simple to type; rather hard work to do. But after six hours
we had most of it done.
Having got to the stage where all the luggage had been
moved from one place to another I left them all to it. They could do their own
unpacking.
I came home, and together with "er indoors TM"
we took the dogs round the park. As is so often the case, a walk in the park is
far from “a walk in the park”. Pogo tried to pick several fights.
As we walked we met OrangeHead who would seem to have
recruited a whole new posse. We also saw one of Cheryl’s mates with whom we
went to Turkey last year. We were totally blanked; I think there has been some
falling out there.
I played Tetris for a bit, then we settled the dogs and
drove down to Hastings for a family party. Brother-in-law has had a fiftieth
birthday; nephew is about to have a twenty-first birthday. There was a joint
party which passed off rather well. Mind you, in years gone by I would have
been in with the younger element at the bar at this sort of thing. Nowadays I’m
sat with the uncles and the grandparents. At least when the nieces and nephews
took turns to make polite conversation at the old ‘uns they just grinned at me
and moved on to a more deserving cause.
Driving home was interesting. We came along the A259 and
A2070. These roads have the old-style sodium vapour street lights and consequently
they actually light up the streets unlike the lights up my road.
This is something I’ve been banging on about for some time…
My back hurts… can’t imagine why…
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