After one of the worst nights I've had for a long time (and
that's up against some pretty stiff competition) I gave up trying to sleep.
Over a brekkie of Slimfast choccie shake I sparked up the telly and put
something new on Netflix... I say "new" - "Shameless"
is nearly twenty years old. It is one of those many shows I've been meaning to
watch for some time. The first episode was rather good. Here's hoping for the
rest being in the same vein.
Pausing only briefly to scrape the ice from my car I set
off on a mini-Munzee mission. I capped fourteen points of interest and then
headed work-wards. As I drove there was loads of talk on the radio about the
upcoming local government elections. Apparently the Green Party is looking set
to do well across the country... presumably because public confidence in the
Conservatives is on the low side (to say the least), the Labour Party
has nothing to say for itself other than that they (probably) aren't as
bad as the Conservatives, and the Dribbling Democraps had their chance and blew
it big-time. Will the Greens be any good? Who knows. Locally they came in last
place in the most
recent elections, but with only a twenty-eight per cent turn-out, it is all
to play for. Mind you, locally the Green Party isn't so much a political
movement as something of a clique which you are either "in" or
you are not. But as I've said before, we get the councilors we deserve. If I'm
not standing for election, can I really complain about that which is done (or
not done) by those who are making the effort to stand?
As I drove in to the works car park so some vicar was
spouting utter crap on the "Thought for the Day" bit. She
started off laughing at long-established science, and then tried to present her
superstitious claptrap as a self-evident truth.
I was surprised that the BBC allowed her to present
laughable nonsense as being more plausible than proven fact. But that's what
vicars do, isn't it? It bothers me that today, in the third decade of the
twenty-first century, people still believe in religious mumbo-jumbo which after
only a moment's thought is immediately exposed as wrong in every respect. How is
this possible?
I can't help but think that the righteous have persisted by
being just that; "righteous". In claiming the moral high
ground, the righteous have put their laughable fairy stories on a par with
doing the decent thing. In the public perception morality goes hand-in-hand
with religion. It is such a shame that the general public don't seem to realise
that "doing the decent thing" is something which is proper and
correct in its own right. It doesn't need to be done because of fear of
retribution in a hypothetical afterlife, or out of a sense of sucking up to the
Almighty.
Work was work. Something of a dull day I suppose. I regaled
the trainees with tales of the Forssman antigen; antibodies to which are
diagnostic of glandular fever . Both antigens are present on the red blood
cells of horse and sheep but guinea pig kidney cells have only the Forssman
antigen. Back in the day we used to mix human blood with mashed guinea pig
kidney and horses' blood if we suspected glandular fever. How times have changed.
I spent much of the afternoon wondering about how the
viewing of Dad's house was going. Two different people were going to have a
look at it today. Dad's house hasn't been on the market for two weeks; am I
being impatient in wondering why it hasn't sold yet?
With this in mind I found myself laughing at Kent Online.
They don't have much of a reputation in the local Facebook newsgroups. They are
now claiming that house
prices are rocketing in coastal towns in Kent. They certainly don't seem to
be doing that across the border in Sussex.
“er indoors TM” boiled up a rather
good bit of dinner which we washed down with a bottle of Sainsbury’s Hock as we
watched a few episodes of “Richard Osman’s House of Games”.
The bottle of Hock has compounded the poor night’s sleep. I’m
knackered… But not as knackered as the shedder which “er indoors TM”
has just poggered. The poor thing was making some very odd noises… it’s not
making any noise at all now…
No comments:
Post a Comment