Apart from two trips to the loo in the night I had a
good night, finally getting up at half past nine. I’ve not laid in for that
long for ages.
I started the morning with something of a technical
failure. “er
indoors TM” had set the toaster to
“crumpets”, and when you put bread in on that setting it just warms the
bread a little. But there’s no point in trying to put the warmed bread back in
again to finish the job because the toaster just takes offence and then incinerates
it.
And then my lap-top refused to do anything with any
speed. Re-booting eventually sorted it out.
Having finally got on-line, I saw there wasn’t a lot
happening really. My Facebook feed was filled with adverts for static caravans
and holiday chalets. I looked at a couple of sites last night after watching
the Danny Dyer program… not that I could see very much of my Facebook feed. For
some inexplicable reason the feed screen was perpetually scrolling down. What
was that about? If there was a key stuck then this would have stuffed up every
other website I visited, but they were all fine. Just Facebook being a pain.
Another re-boot sorted that.
I Munzed. Being the first of the month I chucked
everyone out of the clan in readiness for the Clan War starting on Tuesday. I
Wordled from “being” through “tread” and “scope” to “fluke”,
then got ready for the morning.
It was raining but we went to the garden centre. We
had a voucher from Christmas to use. We looked at bedding plants… they only had
polyanthus and we’ve still got them from last year. We got some pansy and viola
seeds; I’ve got compost and seed trays. I can have a go and if they haven’t grown
by the end of the month I can get some from the garden centre when they say
they will have some in.
We took the dogs with us. It wasn’t much of a walk but
taking them to Dobbies meant they think they’ve had an outing. Making sure that
Morgan was marched up the centre of every aisle stopped him peeing on things…
but once again the award for *not* taking a dump in the garden centre
went to Bailey. What is it about Dobbies that has such a laxative effect on
Treacle and Morgan?
We came home via the little row of shops in Singleton
where we got a cake for lunch… and we got talking to some woman who was a tad
distraught. As she’d driven round a nearby roundabout so a passing car had
crashed into her car; taken much of the front off of it, and then sped off.
What would you do in a situation like that? By the
time you realise what has happened the other car is well out of sight. I had
something not entirely dissimilar when I was driving to see my dad when he was
in Eastbourne hospital. A white van was coming head on at me, and by the time
I’d smashed up the side of my car that van was well away. As the insurance
company chap said, these cars are probably not insured.
We came home. It was raining; I can do the seeds in
the week. We had a cuppa and some cake, and I wrote up the week’s continuing
professional development. I have to stay abreast of the latest developments in
blood testing. Everyone who is a registered medical professional has to stay up
to date with their field. It’s a legal requirement and a really good idea too;
when I first started back at the now-demolished Royal East Sussex Hospital it
was amazing how out of touch some people were.
The biggest problem with doing CPD is actually finding
out about the latest developments in blood testing. Not that there’s any
shortage of information, but for every one bit that is useful to me there’s a
dozen bits of utter irrelevance from commercial companies trying to sell
things, or stuff written in what amounts to a foreign language from managers
trying to impress the easily impressed.
I did the dogs’ flea treatments which went rather
easily today. It’s a simple process. Each dog has a little tube of jollop which
I rub on the back of their necks. Sometimes (like today) I just rub it
on the back of their necks whist they sit nicely. Other times I have to chase
them round the house, wrestle them down and pin them to the floor to get the
stuff anywhere near them.
And with not a lot else planned for the day I opened
up the Lego maple tree set I’d got for my birthday last week and spent a couple
of hours putting it together. I’m quite pleased with how it’s turned out.
I read my Kindle for a bit until dinner time when “er
indoors TM” boiled up a very good
roast which we scoffed whilst watching the semi-final of “The Floor” and
then I refereed “dog afters” when the pups each got a bowl of vegetables
covered in chicken fat. It was good to see Bailey eating something. She really
tucked in, and told Morgan off when he’d finished his and came looking to her
bowl for extras.
In retrospect little Bailey might have had too much. She
does look very bloated. I expect there will be some farting later…
