In the end we had “Dog
Christmas” late last night. It wasn’t a success. Rather than playing nicely
the dogs fought over their new toys. Over the last few days and weeks they have
had s few spats. If this continues one of them will have to go…
I slept like a log (for
once); over brekkie I watched an episode of “Dad’s Army” that the SkyPlus box had recorded for me, then I
sparked up the lap-top to see if much had happened overnight on social media.
It hadn’t, so I set off to work.
As I walked to the car I felt somewhat resentful. "er
indoors TM" is still off for another week. At this time of
year there is always talk of “holiday
season”; I had a weekend spent shopping and visiting relatives, and one day
off. I do like my job, but once a year I’d like to have a Christmas like
everyone else gets.
As I left the house I met an
ex-colleague. We exchanged pleasantries, then I drove off to Maidstone. As I
drove the pundits on the radio were having something of a "different" day. Because it is the
Christmas season, Prince Harry was the news program's guest editor. He started
with an interesting article about all the plastic in the sea. But he then
rather ruined the show. In theory something about the plight of the children in
Syria caught in the local conflicts would have been fascinating. However in
order to get the inside story on this, they chose to interview someone whose
spoken English left a lot to be desired, and they interviewed this chap over
seemingly the world's worst telephone line.
"Thought for the Day" was then presented by some Muslim who was
crowing about all the good work he'd done after the Grenfell Tower tragedy. But
he then scored something of an own goal when he admitted he'd done good stuff
because it said in the Koran that he had to do so. Can't people do good because
it is the right thing to do? Do we only do decent things for fear of what a
vengeful God might do to us?
I hadn't felt one hundred per cent when
I got up; as I got closer to work I felt progressively more and more ill. I got
to work and suffered through the day.
As the morning wore on I watched the now falling outside.
It didn’t last long, but was pretty whilst it was there.
Once home "er indoors TM"
converted yesterday’s left-over vegetables into bubble and squeak. It was
rather good. We scoffed it whilst watching the Christmas “Bake-off” and then the second episode of “The Orville”.
“The Orville” –
such an odd show. It could be *so*
good but it is as though the writers are determined to r the piss out of it.
Oh – and I’ve made another video compilation based on my rantings
on here.
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