Last night as I worked
the radio was on. My piss boiled at the news I heard. A former
Pirelli model is
suing her ex-husband. She feels she is entitled to more of his
multi billion pound fortune than she currently has. According to the
pundits on the radio this woman is already getting seventy thousand
pounds every month from her ex-, and still she wants more. She may
deserve it; she may not. I don't know.
But I will say that if
what I heard is true, then every month she gets given more than most
people earn in a year.
There was also an attempt
to make a scandal about one of the
stars of Gogglebox. Billed as being the current world Cluedo
champion, great show was made of the fact there has only ever been
one world Cluedo championship contest.
You would think that
national radio would have better things to fuss about.
After a rather busy night
with such drivel playing in the background I couldn't face the radio
on my way home. So I put on one of my CDs and howled along to Ivor
Biggun as I drove home through the rain. Just as I came into our road
I waved to "er indoors TM" who was
driving out. Despite the rain I took "Furry Face TM"
for a short walk. We didn't go far and he got soaked.
Once home I got out of my
wet things, had a shave and a shower and realised I'd put my glasses
down somewhere. After an hour's searching I gave up trying to find
them, had brekkie and went to bed. Despite having to get up to a
woofing dog once, I slept for seven hours. I always feel that working
nights gives me loads of time off mind-week. But the day between the
two nights is usually one spent asleep.
I got up at 5pm and
immediately saw my glasses in *exactly* the place I always put
them. They certainly weren't there earlier. What was going on?
I had brekkie again. When
on the second night shift you get two brekkies. One as first meal of
the day and one when you get up. As I scoffed second brekkie I had my
dog snuggling next to me. I was pleaased about that - earlier he
seemed to be sulking at me for no reason that I could determine.
And now I'm off to the
night shift. For all that I don't mind the night work I'm sulking a
bit today. Tonight the clans gather for the Tuedsay thing and they
are having pancakes...
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