I slept like a log - night shifts are
good for that. Apart from having to shove Treacle over at some point in the
small hours I was out for eight hours. Result!
Over a bowl of granola I watched an
episode of "F is for Family"
which is becoming more of a soap-opera than a comedy, then (taking great
care to let three sleeping dogs lie) I got myself ready for work.
Narrowly avoiding being run off the road
by a van from RSR Drainage of Bethersden I again found myself wondering why
people don't take a little more care when driving their company vans about. If
these idiots can't be seen to drive safely down a road...
As I drove to work the pundits on the
radio were talking about how the post-Brexit trade deal with America is about
to go down the pan. It transpires that the British food industry has standards,
and it was implied that the American food industry does not. Chlorinated
chicken was the least of the worries of the people who were talking of
acceptable levels of maggots, mice and other such vermin in the food they are
looking to import. I almost laughed out loud when some pompous windbag claimed
that no one said this would happen when he voted for Brexit.
I stopped off in Pembury to deploy a
Munzee (as one does). One of the houses nearby had the window open (it
was a rather warm morning), and I faffed around for quite a while as I
listened to the family drama which was being broadcast from those open windows.
There is never anything as interesting as other people's business.
I got to work; I did my bit. At tea
break I finished my e-book with something of a sense of disappointment. It was
the fourth in a series. The first three had been rather good, but this last one
didn't live up to my expectations. I must admit I was put off by the factually
inaccurate medical science in the early part, but I can't help but feel that
the book's proof readers have let it down. I spotted several spelling and
grammatical mistakes. The world described in this fourth book wasn't consistent
with that described in the previous three, and with characters who are
double-hard one minute and pussies the next, the book could have been so much
better. Still, e-books are far cheaper
than physical ones.
I also heard that Apple TV are in the
throes of making a TV series based on Isaac Asimov's "Foundation"
series. Everyone has heard of it; not that many people have actually read it.
The three books in Asimov's (original) series were comprised of what was
actually eight short stories written for magazines in the 1940s; the eight
short stories telling a tale over some three hundred years. I'm not sure if
that will translate to telly very well, but I'm hoping for the best. Annoyingly
it is going to be on Apple TV; that's another TV subscription I shall have to
take up.
With work done I went back to my car,
opened the doors and waited for a few minutes for it to cool down; I’d worked
in the air-conditioned lab all afternoon. Outside was rather warm.
I came home via Matalan where the “special
people” were out in full force. One pair of half-wits made me chuckle. Both
were wearing rubber gloves which were far too big for them and were full of
holes. Mother was constantly shrieking at the child not to touch anything for
fear of death. The child was constantly shrieking that it was not touching
anything despite clearly mauling everything within reach, and chewing on at
least half of that which it had mauled.
I got myself a couple of shirts and a new pair of slippers…
and some t shirts… and socks… and some trousers whilst I was at it… and a set
of sexy jim-jams. My NHS bargain voucher gave me a tenner off, but I still
spent over ninety quid. It was a shame that the chap on the till demanded I
used the self-service thingy. Don’t they realise that’s how they end up out of
a job?
I came home and fought to get the door open; it had swollen
in the heat. Once in I contended with canine excitement as "er indoors TM"
was engrossed in the weekly in-line geo-meet.
We had a very good bit of scoff whilst watching a couple of
episodes of “What We Do in The Shadows” then "er indoors TM"
took the dogs out. I’m thinking about another early night…
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