After
two nights in a tent I was glad to see my bed last night. It was only a shame
that nice next door were having sex, and they aren’t as quiet as they might be
when they are getting jiggy. I have noticed that over the years the various
people living next door have got louder and louder when doing “the nasty”. I wonder if they see the
screaming and squealing and howling when watching filth on the Internet and
think it is supposed to be a vocal rather than a physical activity?
Still,
can’t complain really. No one on that side has ever been *that* loud when compared with not-so-nice-next-door’s infernal
piano.
I
slept for eight hours. Eight hours !! Over brekkie I sparked up my lap-top. It
told me it could clear up over a gigabyte of space for me. In a fit of bravado
I let it do its thing. I wonder exactly what it has deleted.
I
then had a look on Facebook. There was a minor hiccup as the router wasn’t
working. I pulled its plug and re-booted but not a lot happened. I wondered if
I shouldn’t have allowed the lap-top to have had its clear out, but "er
indoors TM" phone couldn’t connect either. I had a look at
the settings; everything looked as it should.
I
decided to leave it alone and come back later.
I
took the dogs round the park. Fudge straggled as he so often does. I get so
wound up; so often he gets *so* far
behind that I have to call him and the puppy then sprints head-on at him. To
avoid collision Fudge then takes a ninety-degree turn, and then not only is he
lagging far behind, he is also heading in the wrong direction.
He
looked to be walking awkwardly at one point, but shortly after that he was
sprinting after Treacle. I think he just pretends to be decrepit.
Once
home I mowed the lawn. There was a minor hiccup in that the lawn mower has had
it. I bodged a repair with a tent peg, but it didn’t stay repaired.
I
got three quarters of the lawn shaved before I finally gave up. I then cut back
some of the crap hanging over the fence, then tried to back up recent blog
entries (having found the Internet was
working). However my desk-top PC that I back up onto is slow to the point
of being unusable. I’ve set McAfee loose on it. I wonder if it will achieve
anything?
I
settled the dogs and set off on a pre-late-shift mission. I had a plan to visit
various garden centres to suss out a new lawnmower before I went to work. I
wasn't happy about having to do this. From previous experience I knew that I
was going to have to spend serious money. When getting a lawnmower if you buy
cheap you get something that doesn't actually work. I wasted good money on one
like that once; I can distinctly remember having a tantrum and then giving the
rubbish lawnmower to Chippy with the proviso that it didn't actually mow grass.
But
the lawn needed a serous haircut, and this was going to cost.
More
expense that I didn't need...
I
worked out a rather elaborate route along which I could call in on garden
centres on my way to Maidstone; my first port of call was B&Q (because they are closest). They had
several boxes of my current (now broken)
lawn mower, and next to it was boxes of the next model up. Bearing in mind that
until the thing gave up the ghost this morning, it has done rather well over
the last few (about ten) years. I was
tempted to just get a new one of the same model. But raking up the cut grass is
a pain (figuratively and literally).
The next model up collects the grass (or so it claimed) so I got one of those.
I'd mentally budgeted about a hundred and fifty quid for a new mower - this one
came in at about half that amount. Mind you that is still eighty quid I wasn't
planning to shell out.
I
shall test it out tomorrow. I hope it does the job. If not I shall give it to
Chippy. He can have a collection of lawnmowers that don't mow lawns (whether he wants such a collection or not).
My
plan had been to visit several garden centres... Having bought a lawn mower in
the first place I visited gave me a little time. So I wasted it by going to the
tip where I emptied out the various rubbish and clutter which has been
infesting the back of my car for the last month or so.
Then
I *really* wasted some time. I drove
on to Sainsbury's in Aylesford to get some shorts. they didn't sell them. Nor
did Morrisons or Tesco in Larkfield.
So
I stuck to what I knew and went for McLunch. I like McLunch.
I
then went in to work for the late shift. I quite like doing the late shift (and
the early and night and weekend shifts) as I get to work alone. Not that I'm
anti-social but working alone means I am trusted to do the job.
Work
was rather good. It usually is these days...
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