Last night the “twin duvet theory” was a
total failure as I shivered. I found myself wondering whatever happened to the
sleeping bags.
I made toast and had a
look at the Internet. Three friends were having a birthday today so I sent out the
new birthday video. A friend posted to Facebook that his daughter was twenty
today; he’s not seen her for about fifteen years since his ex-wife threw a
wobbler and took herself and the children off to America. For all that there
are laws against doing that sort of thing, the law would seem to be powerless
with dealing with the situation once it has happened. Funny old thing, law.
There was a piccie of a
Lego steam train that someone had made… well, not so much made as designed on
some software package. Making virtual Lego models (as opposed to actual
physical models) is now a hobby in itself apparently.
I got the dogs on to
their leads in the living room this morning. I’ve discovered that in the living
room leads just go on. Putting on leads in the hallway is chaos.
We drove up to the
woods and I rolled my eyes as we pulled up. More and more people have taken to
bagging their dog poo when the dogs download in the woods, and carrying it back
to the car park where they then leave the poo bags on a little bank rather than
walking a further twenty yards to the poo bin.
We had a good walk
round the woods. Despite the mud we followed some of the less walked and
narrower tracks. This avoids the horses and the land rovers which can be a pain
in the glass for dogs. As we walked our four miles we met four other dog
walkers, all within a few hundred yards of the car park.
We came home for a
belly wash. Strangely Treacle (the tallest dog) was the grubbiest. You’d
have thought that those at mud level would have been the filthiest, wouldn’t
you?
I then ran the trimmer
over my head. I do that every so often. There is a barber just up the road from
me, but every time I walk past I see that he chap only knows one haircut, and
that is frankly ridiculous. He shaves round the sides and gels the top. People
queue up for it… the odd thing is that having been given these absolutely
laughable haircuts, you never see anyone in the street sporting one of them.
What’s going on there?
I wrote up some CPD, then went off to bed for the afternoon. I
took a hot water bottle as my feet never warm up when I try to sleep in the
afternoon. As I dozed I could hear next door flicking her light switch on and
off. She must have turned the light on and off twenty times during the
afternoon. What was that all about?
As I dozed so the rain
started. What had been a rather bright morning became a very wet afternoon.
Hopefully “er indoors TM” will boil
up some dinner and then I’m off to the night shift…
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