I had a much better night’s sleep last night. It was a
shame that “er indoors TM” had to have a fight with
Treacle at three o’clock, but there it is.
I made toast and peered into the Internet. It was still
there. Again people were ranting about President Trump. His imposition of
tariffs across the world seems to have poggered international trade, but no one
appears to be in a position to stop him. When Liz Truss did for the British
economy a couple of years ago she was soon out on her arse, but no one in
America seems to be doing likewise. Is there no provision to oust an
incompetent president in the American constitution, or is everyone scared of
him? People were talking about four more years of this… people are assuming
he’s going to allow elections when the time comes. No one has stood up to him
so far; what’s to stop him staying in office for life? Absolutely nothing that
I can see.
I Munzed, and after yesterday’s debacle when I completely
failed at Wordle I started off with “price” and found I didn’t have a
single letter at all. “Found” then gave me the first two letters. “Folly”
then gave me the last letter, and I was then rather stumped until in
desperation I tried “foamy”. What a stupid word, but it worked.
With the girls wanting a lazy morning Pogo came down and we
took him to Dog Club. With about twenty dogs along we had a rather good
session. Pogo did his usual trick. Being new to Dog Club he was rather
defending what he saw as “his pack” until he eventually realized that his
pack didn’t need defending. He stopped defending and then behaved in a rather
unmoral way with Smudge and Kai, neither of whom were ever confused.
As we came home so Steve was doing the mystery year
competition on the radio. When did the UK government agree with the French to
dig the channel tunnel? Unusually I was quite a long way out for once. I
thought it was some time in the early eighties – 1981? It was 1987.
We got home where Alexa was finally able to stream Radio
Ashford; the streaming wotsit at the radio station had been poggered earlier.
And after a dose of Junior Choice – “My Brother” and “I Tawt I Taw a
Puddy Tat” I had a little tidy-up in the garden in readiness for the
afternoon.
It wasn’t long before Steve and Sarah joined us, and Chris was
hot on their heels. Despite the sunshine it wasn’t the warmest of afternoons,
but we had a rather good little session in the afternoon. It was rather good to
catch up.
And as the evening wore on, “er indoors TM” went
up to the KFC for a bit of dinner. The dogs are worn out, “Daddies’ Little
Angel TM” and “Darcie WaaWaa TM” are
all in.
The washing machine is having a go at my undercrackers, and
we’re doing something we rarely, if ever, do. We are currently watching “Britain’s
Got Talent”. Britain might have, but this bunch haven’t.
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