I
had another restless night but this one might have been better had Treacle's
stomach not been rumbling and gurgling quite so much. I did my usual morning
routine and slipped off to work leaving everyone snoring at home, and soon was
on my way to work.
As
I drove there was a lot of talk on the radio about the ongoing cost of energy
crisis. The head honcho at Ovo (the third biggest energy provider in the UK)
was being interviewed. He suggested a scheme whereby the basic cost of energy
is cheaper, but gets more
expensive as you use more. Sounds strange to me... no matter how you fiddle
it about, if people can't afford the energy bill they won't use the stuff.
Leccie and gas has got to be a lot cheaper overall. There's no point in halving the bill for the first week of the
month if you double the bill for the last week, is there?
And
the international inspection team are on their way to give the Ukraininan
Zaporizhzhia nuclear
plant a once-over. There's a lot of concern about the place... With
Europe's biggest nuclear power station in a war zone, quite rightly so
Meanwhile
Ravil Maganov (The chairman of
Russia's oil giant Lukoil) has died after "falling out of a
hospital window". Apparently shortly after Russia invaded Ukraine
he publicly called for the war to end. Perhaps if he'd kept his trap shut no
one would have pushed him out, would they?
I
got to work where it was raining, and whereas yesterday had been a MGUS sort of
day, today's theme was "target
cells" which are *not* called “codocytes” by anyone
except Wikipedia. But again being on an early shift meant I got away promptly.
I
drove to the Skoda dealer; the nice man said he’d have a look at the damage to
my car (from when it got scraped two days ago). I had considered just
leaving it and driving round in a scratched car, but the passenger door was
making a rather nasty crunching noise every time I opened it.
The
nice man said they didn’t do bodywork, but he told me of a garage that did. So
I drove for two minutes to Alpha
Rapid Repairs where the nice man gave the front panel a clout and sorted
out the nasty crunching noise. He took a few photos of the damaged bits,
including the door handle and wheel that I didn’t know had been scraped, and said
he’d email me a quote for the cost of repairs in the morning.
I
was only twenty minutes late getting home, and so still having time I took the
dogs to the woods where we had a rather good walk.
“er indoors TM” boiled up dinner, and with it scoffed I wondered
if I should have an early night as I’ve been feeling progressively more and
more grim as the day had gone past. Instead I just played on-line bubble-pop
games.
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