I
had a look at the Internet as I scoffed toast this morning. I did chuckle as
someone had joined the Adult Lego Facebook group and on seeing the word “adult”
had totally misunderstood what the group was all about and who was in it.
Having made all sorts of comments about the sad sacks that play Lego and how he
would “entertain” their bored
partners he then found out that the vast majority of the group’s members are
women. Quite a few of their partners were chipping in offering games of “fencing
with the pork sword”, and the sad sack who’d made the offer was getting
rather offended and really did seem to think that blokes on the other side of
the world were going to forcibly “do the dirty deed” on him.
There
was also quite a bitter tirade on a Dalek-related Facebook group about the
amount of religion-related content appearing on that page.
I
went through my emails and unsubscribed from all sorts of things I’d never
subscribed to in the first place, then got ready for work.
My
watch had registered thirty-eight steps before I’d even picked it up this
morning.
With
my sandwich box still full of biccies I drove round to the co-op to get lunch.
Today’s co-op assistant asked if I had a co-op card. I had and I brandished it…
and she took fifty pence off of the bill. Yesterday’s co-op assistant didn’t do
that.
The
radio was rather interesting this morning. There was talk of Russian
cyber-attacks in their ongoing war with Ukraine, talk of internet security, and
a tour round GCCHQ (as best as you can tour on the radio). Today’s guest
editor was the head
honcho of GCHQ and he was far more interesting that any other guest editor
who has ever been wheeled on.
I
got to work, and immediately skived off to get a flu jab. Mind you it wasn’t the
skive it once was. Going to the occupational health department was a walk of
two minutes today. Back in the day when I worked at the (now demolished)
Royal East Sussex Hospital the occupational health department was at the (also
now demolished) St Helen’s Hospital on the other side of town, and a trip
there and back could be spun out over an entire morning.
Having
said that, I can’t remember ever being offered a flu jab in the three years
that I worked there.
I
had a rather good day today doing microscopy training, but there was a minor
disaster at lunch time. I had a nose bleed. As a child I had them all the time.
At least once a day, and often more. Despite having had my nose cauterised many
times they still kept coming. And the worst thing about nose bleeds is that *everyone*
has a cure for nose bleeds that simply doesn’t work. And the less often anyone
has had nose bleeds, the more forceful they are with their useless cures. A
lifetime’s experience of the things has shown me that absolutely nothing works
better than bunging up your nostril with some bogroll and waiting for the bleeding
to stop. And any cure which works with the same efficiency as bunging up your
nostril with some bogroll and waiting for it to stop is either uncomfortable,
painful or both.
If
you have a cure for nose bleeds which *isn’t* bunging up your nostril
with some bogroll and waiting for it to stop, take it from me, forget it.
With work worked I came
home to find “er indoors TM” had done an incredible job of
tidying up, but had a thick lip where one of the dogs (probably Morgan)
had head-butted her in excitement. Dogs do that; they don’t mean any harm, they
just get over-excited.
“er
indoors TM” went up the KFC for dinner. We scoffed it whilst watching “Gangsta Grannie”;
another wonderful bit of telly which I’d managed to miss for over nine years.
The
plan was that I would have some reaction to the flu jab necessitating me taking
tomorrow off sick… so far I’ve had no reaction at all…
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