Apart from Bailey having a coughing fit in the small
hours I had a good night, sleeping through until eight o’clock despite the heat.
I made toast and had a look at the Internet. It was
still there, and much the same as ever. This morning my Facebook feed was
seemingly filled with suggestions that I might follow the rantings of various
Reform UK councillors. Most of the ones I was presented with had seemingly
Polish or Asian names or were ex-Conservatives… Bearing in mind that many of
the issues that Reform UK rant about can be traced back to the previous
Conservative government and that they are making scapegoats of anyone who isn’t
white British, what is it that I am missing here?
Not that the current government is a model of
perfection. Nor are any of the other parties. More and more I find myself
agreeing and disagreeing with all of the political parties in equal amounts.
I’m reminded of an interview with David
Steele (who was the leader of the Liberal party) in
which he said that he only agreed with about twenty per cent of the Liberal
party’s policies, but he agreed with more of their policies than those of any
other party.
And I saw an advert for the
London Craft Beer Festival. Apparently your
ticket covers the cost of all the beer you can drink. At sixty-four quid a
ticket that’s about twelve pints… I suppose they are talking London prices?
I took the dogs out before it got too hot. We went to
Orlestone where we walked a rather short walk… the very same walk which used to
be our standard walk when Fudge was with us. Oh that dog used to straggle
behind. We took our time today, and even spending five minutes chatting with
other dog walkers we were done in less than half an hour. Back in the day it
used to take Fudge an hour to do that walk.
We came home where Treacle had a bath. She found a
swamp and a water-filled ditch whist we were out. I hung out the laundry I’d
put in to scrub, ironed a couple of shirts whilst they were still wet, and had
a look at the monthly accounts. Every month I count up and account for every
penny I’ve spent, and every month I end up mildly depressed about it. I’m far
from skint, but could be a whole lot better off.
I Munzed, and Wordled from “until” through “unite”
to “unity”. I made a rather good first choice there. I wrote
up some CPD.
“er indoors TM” went
off visiting relatives. I settled in front of the telly and watched a film. I
first saw “Breaking
Glass” one afternoon in 1980 when I should have being doing
games at school, but I bunked off and saw it with a friend (who now has a
PhD). I can remember seeing it about twelve years ago when it prompted me
to get a saxophone.
I then watched a fan-made Star Trek episode. Clearly a lot of
time, effort and money had gone into the show. I hesitate to say it was tripe…
but it wasn’t good.
We did “FEED
THE FISH” and got the washing in, and those five minutes in the sun were
quite enough. Yesterday had been the hottest June day in the UK, but today was hotter.
I played more Meowdoku until “er
indoors TM” came home. Being rather
late in the day she got some KFC which we scoffed whilst watching more “Canal
Boat Diaries”. I can’t help but think that living on a canal boat right now
would be ideal – I could just jump in. It’s gone nine o’clock and it is still
ridiculously hot…
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