I returned home after dropping Julia off at work and noted the time – 6.09. As I type this line it is 8.02 and I have just finished part of my catching up with WP. I have read and replied to all the people who posted comments over the last few days and made reciprocal visits to the first few on the list. I’m hoping to visit more by the end of the day but I thought I’d post now as “Two Hours” seemed a reasonable title, I’m also finding that if I leave it until the end of the day I find more work to do, or fall asleep in front of the TV, and end up not posting.
It’s 8.06 now. Am I really only writing a line a minute?
The photograph is a Budgerigar Society badge. It dates from 1930 – 1950s. In 1930 they changed from the Budgerigar Club to Budgerigar Society. On the back it has a fitting to go through the buttonhole in the lapel of a man’s jacket. This sort of fitting died out in the 50s as clothing became more casual and pins became the norm. It’s currently on our eBay site with a bid of 99 pence.
When I was 16 I dreamed of working for Spinks. In my 20s I wanted to be rich and successful.
Today I’m happy to have a job that pays me to write about Budgerigar Society badges.
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! as Mr Shelley said.
It’s 8.20 now – where does the day go?