I had a better night’s sleep last night which was something
of a result. I got up at half past eight, which is something I’ve not done for
a while. Being the first of the month I got out a new razor blade (I make
them last!), and once I’d had my scrape I made toast and had my usual peer
into the Internet.
Last night’s revelation of the new Doctor Who had for the
most part gone down like a lead balloon. So-called Doctor Who fans were all
over the internet complaining and harking back to the good old days. Sci-fi
fans are a fickle lot. They are never happy; full of nostalgia for an age that
never happened. It was the reactions of the so-called fans which killed off
Star Trek (among many other TV shows). If those making TV shows see that
something is getting loads of bad reviews, then they aren’t going to continue
with it, are they?
I Munzed, got Wordle on the fourth attempt, and cracked on.
Today was a bit of a balls-up. We’d turned down a decent
walk because we thought we’d be seeing “Daddies’ Little Angel TM”
today, but it turned out that we’d all got our wires crossed.
So I put a load of washing in to scrub, and painted all the
fence panels that I’d pressure-washed the other day. And with those painted I
pulled the ivy off of more fence panels and pressure-washed them too. Thirty
seconds to type; six hours to do.
As I painted and pressure-washed I tried my birdsong app in
the garden. It detected doves, magpies and sparrows. No surprise there. What I
thought was a crow it thought was a jackdaw, and it totally missed the
seagulls.
Eventually “Daddies’ Little Angel TM”
was ready so “er indoors TM” set off to fetch her and
Pogo. I watched another episode of “Orange is the New Black” until they
returned, then sat by the pond with the most recent fruit of my loin. We had a
little drinkie whilst “er indoors TM” sorted roast
beef. And then we had a rather good bit of dinner.
I’m told there’s a chance of seeing aurora this evening. I’m
no expert bit you can’t really see it outside of a photograph. I don’t think I
will bother.
I don’t really think I’ve done much today, but I’m worn out
with it all…
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