Being awake far too early I got up. And looked around. When “er indoors TM” gets up in the middle of the night, the dogs *always* leap up and follow her to the loo. When I get up they just carry on sleeping.
I opened my Lego Advent Calendar, made brekkie, and watched another episode of “The Witcher”. It really is a cross between “Harry Potter” and “Game of Thrones”; the only thing I’ll say against it (for now) is that there’s a lot going on and the episodes are rather long.
With telly watched I registered another negative COVID test, sent out birthday wishes to a friend, and had a look at the Internet. “Ocie Bailey” was still peddling filth on Facebook even though The Facebook Feds had sent me a message saying that they would have a look-see at what I’d squealed to them about her. There wasn’t much else of note on Facebook this morning, but I was rather pleased to see that I’d won quite the bargain on eBay. A little bundle of Lego maxi-figure parts including a red hair piece, a moustached face, a blue baseball cap and three hands. All of which individually are worth far more than the four quid (and that includes postage) that I paid for the lot. Here’s hoping that the seller doesn’t realise what she’s giving away… (is that mean of me?)
It was still very dark as I set off to work. My car's music/radio/information display thingy was working this morning, and I managed to get it to stick to Radio Four without randomly tuning itself to Radio Essex (as it did on Sunday).
As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about how there are moves afoot to have the law changes regarding the wanton advertising of the sort of filth that I get far too often on the Internet. At the moment it would seem that anyone can send out e-messages offering whatever sort of filth they like to absolutely anyone else. However the moves that are afoot are to change the law so that advertising your mucky websites would only be a crime *if* you were doing so with the intention of upsetting or embarrassing the person to whom you are sending the adverts. Wantonly distributing porn on-line for financial gain wouldn't be against the proposed law. If you send the punters pictures of your junk with the intention of having them pay you money to see more, then that would be perfectly acceptable.
I suppose that with this in mind it is hardly surprising that none of the smut I got yesterday or in the past breaches Facebook's community standards. Funny old world...
And there was talk about the Prime Minister's appeal for an army of volunteers to help the NHS over the next few months. Am I being cynical in thinking that had the Prime Minister (and his predecessors) not kept cutting back on the NHS over the last years then we wouldn't need this army, would we?
As I went up the motorway pretty much every lorry going up and down the motorway was flashing their lights at pretty much every other lorry. They've been doing this for some time now - what's that all about?
I got to work and did my bit. I had rather a good day, but (to be honest) most days at work are good days these days. But I was still pleased when it was home time. As I approached the motorway roundabout on the way home my car seemingly laid an egg, and a strange icon appeared on the dashboard. Having no idea what it was I looked it up. According to one of the Skoda forums it is the “Front Assist system telling you not to crash into something in front of you”.
Just perhaps a more useful system of warnings would be for a message to come up telling me what the problem is, rather than giving me obscure pictures I then have to look up later when I get home?
I got home and walked the dogs round the block; nosing at people’s Christmas decorations as we went. It was a rather good walk; such a shame that the dogs had to kick off at another dog just as we got home.
Today was a bit dull. I wonder what’ for dinner…
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