Over a brekkie of toast and honey I watched an episode of “People Just Do Nothing” in which our heroes got married. They had a pony at the wedding, but they dad to get it out of the church at the earliest opportunity as it had been fed one McDonalds too many on the way there and the bucket probably wouldn’t have been big enough for what was coming.
For all that I find Facebook invaluable to photo storage and keeping up to date with what friends are doing, it does wind me up. This morning it wasn’t the continual squabbles, it was the adverts. I seem to be getting a *lot* of adverts for two particular companies. “Calzedonia” which features young ladies with legs all the way up to their bums, and “Intimissimi” which specialises in nearly nudey ladies in saucy undercrackers. Bearing in mind I’m on a warning from the Facebook Feds for posting a photo of the porn-mongers who tried to scam me over a year ago, I think there’s something of the pot calling the kettle black going on here.
I opened my Lego Advent Calendar and went to work.
As I drove up the (fortunately open) motorway the pundits on the radio were talking about all the people whose Christmases are now stuffed up. With trains enforcing social distancing, many of the trains on the run-up to Christmas (and after it) having been taking bookings for the greatly reduced number of seats they have, and pretty much all the seats in all the trains in the country are booked for this month with hundreds (if not thousands) of people being unable to get train tickets now.
What with petrol cars going and short-range electric cars clearly being the vision of the future, this lifestyle of travelling to and fro hundreds of miles is clearly going to become a thing of the past.
Here’s a thought… there has been a lot of talk about electric cars in the news recently. At the moment they seem to have one major disadvantage over “normal” car in that they have a much shorter range. I wonder how they will cope in a day like yesterday. Suddenly faced with a journey time of double what was being expected, will driving slower use more battery power? Will major traffic jams of the future be seriously worsened by loads of electric cars conking out? Those who know about these things assure me they won’t… but I remain unconvinced.
I got to work and treated myself to a cooked breakfast. It was rather good.
Suitably replete I went in to work and had a rather good morning. But I was only working the morning today. I came home whilst it was still light. I chased Sid round the garden where he “did” nothing. I took the other three dogs round the block, and came home to a lino awash with Sid turds.
Whilst I was clearing dog turds I thought I might as well see if there were many to be harvested from the garden.
There were.
So many people tell me they are so jealous of my wolf-pack. I must admit that the photos I post of them can be misleading. It does look rather fun having dogs playing, taking them for major hikes in the countryside, taking photos of them sleeping on your lap… and then there are all the turds.
With "er indoors TM" out shopping with "Daddy’s Little Angel TM" I put the telly on and watched a film. I’ve not seen “The Railway Children” before. It was a rather good film. As was the movie of “Porridge” which came after it.
Having worked for six days on the trot I’m worn out. My shift pattern usually only has three days at a time. I could do with an early night… bet I don’t have one.
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