We had a late night last night – we didn’t
get in till midnight and then spent a couple of hours watching telly and
playing computer games. So I wasn’t very impressed to be woken by the phone
ringing at silly o’clock this morning. And even less impressed to find that the
caller not only hung up before I could get to the phone, and that they’d
withheld their number.
And so having been dragged out of my pit, I
was up and about. So I had brekky and started playing on-line scrabble. I say “on-line scrabble”: the game isn’t
actually scrabble because (as I
understand it) copyright laws prevent the use of the name. But the game is
as close to scrabble as makes very little difference.
Normally I’d do something with a weekend day;
but it was cold. So we sat in front of the telly and watched all sorts of
programs that had been recorded onto the Sky Plus box whilst playing on-line
scrabble and Mah-Jong. Rather a waste of a day, but when it’s cold it seems as
good a way of wasting the day as any.
As the afternoon wore on, I had a video call
from the Rear Admiral. It would seem that video calling now works. That’s nice.
Meanwhile, whilst the usual suspects muck
about with the blinged car, a new protagonist arises. He has a crowbar, and
from his demeanour he doesn’t look like he would be afraid to use it…
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