I’m still not feeling on top form… but that
might be the Malbec.
We drove through the fog (and up out of the fog) to
Kings Wood. As we drove the pundits on the radio were talking about the poet Benjamin Zephaniah who had
died. The chap had once been a guest editor on Radio Four and he’d run the show
on that day only presenting good news. The chap was right to do so; I listen to
the news most days and for all that wonderful stuff happens, it rarely gets
The only fly in the ointment was I found myself comparing
today’s trip with one we might do over the summer. Over the winter Orlestone
Woods is a belly-deep swamp so we avoid it. But a trip to Orlestone, a walk,
and the drive back takes just over an hour. Today’s round trip to Kings Wood
was over an hour and a half, not including the time taken wash the mud off and
then clean the bath out.
Democracy - can't beat
The implication is that
health care professionals were negligent in not knowing the first thing about
an unknown disease. It wasn’t that long ago that the public were on the
doorstep clapping the NHS like things possessed. Now the knives are coming out…
Funny old world…
There was reports of an
interview with a top American politician who was calling for Israel to ease back on their
treatment of the Palestinians; the implication being that Israel is conducting
itself in Gaza in such a way that America is fast having to defend the
I made toast and had a look at the Internet. Being the
start of the Munzee Clan War there was quite a bit of whinging from the rank
and file Munzers that they hadn’t received Clan War invites… Even though they
had. But isn’t this life in general? There are those who contribute (not
that what I do for the Clan War is particularly arduous) and there are
those who find fault. Amazingly many of those kicking off were the non-premium
people. A “non-premium” Munzer is one who plays the free version of the
game. I personally chose to play the premium version for which there is a
charge of about fifty pence per week. These people begrudge fifty pence and
then complain about what they are getting for free… I decided not to tell them
to wind their necks in.
I opened my Advent Calendar. Today I had a reindeer. Perhaps an
easier thing to add to my little Advent adventure.
With the heavy rain continuing and feeling grotty I settled
down with the dogs and spent the afternoon staring at the telly.
From Dog Club we came
home listening to Steve on the radio. The mystery year was some time in the
late 1970s… and each clue made me think it was earlier and earlier. Eventually
I plumped for 1977 and was right.
I hope I feel a bit better tomorrow; I’m fed up with
I came home just as “er indoors TM” was going
to deliver an Advent Calendar to “My Boy TM”. Every year she
makes him a beer one. I had a shower and looked again at what had come out of
my Advent Calendar this morning. Eventually I had some inspiration.
brilliant. I wish I’d installed one years ago. Leaving aside the fact the thing
does an excellent job, I can do a quick clean in twenty minutes, or a deep
clean (like I did this morning) in half an hour. The quick clean can be
done without moving the filter at all, and being a lot lighter and being a
sealed unit means I can take the filter to the drain for a deep clean without
slopping fish poo all over the place.
And there was the
seemingly obligatory interview with someone from Gaza. I have no idea on which
side the person being interviewed was on. It might sound heartless, but
everyone from Gaza being interviewed says the same thing. They all have an axe
to grind and no one will be content until the other side is totally
As I got dressed I
could hear a commotion outside. Some chap was standing outside our house
bellowing two different conversations into two different mobile phones.
Fortunately he'd gone by the time I went out.
My guts are still iffy, I still feel tired, and
I think I’ve got a sore throat coming on…
There was a lot of talk about the cease-fire in Gaza and pretty
much everyone was hoping that the cease fire might be extended. It's a shame
that there had to be conflict in the first place, but whilst pretty much
everyone interviewed on the matter is keen for the hostilities to stop, they've
all got their decades-long grievances that they won't let go.
I got to work and made a bee-line for Trap One. Over the
– Bringer of Destruction TM” had dodgy guts, and whatever it was, I think
I've now got it. I spent an inordinate amount of time in Trap One today.
And I got a quote for the repairs to the roof following the
chap's having had a look on Saturday.
With “er indoors TM” off bowling I settled
myself on the sofa underneath a pile of dogs and watched the fourth episode of “Squid
Game: The Challenge”. It was rather good. Now it’s finished I shall have a
little kip; I’m not going to move until the dogs wake up. If a dog falls asleep
on you, you can’t move them. It’s the law. Even if you desperately need the