A Small Slice of the Day

It should, with a little thought, be able to produce a post about that part of the day which precedes my arrival at work. There is plenty of incident and it isn’t as if the rest of the day is actually much more interesting than the drive to work.

I woke early, because Julia had woken before the alarm and hopped out of bed to greet the morning with unnecessary enthusiasm. I may have lost some sleep but at least I woke with a ready-made topic for conversation.

Shortly after that I slipped my legs into my trousers on the first attempt and tried to supress the feeling that I had just hit the high point of the day.

It turned out that I was wrong because Julia had made porridge for breakfast.

Robin - singing

Robin – singing

 

Then we watched the news. There wasn’tΒ  much news on, just a couple of whiny, privileged brats and reports about how the world was unfair to them.Β  The point they fail to grasp is that she’s American and he’s irrelevant. We really don’t mind if they want to live in California. Though it would be nice if they’d do it quietly.

On the way to work, all the traffic lights were against me, and there was a definite increase in traffic density. Things are starting to move again. First it will be people, then it will be the mortality statistics. However, they will probably be at an acceptable level where the government doesn’t mind losing a few pensioners so that pubs can open again.

A lot of the drivers seemed in a hurry this morning, and several of them, including a lorry seemed set on occupying my piece of road despite the fact I was already there. It looks like |I’ve been getting too relaxed in lockdown and need to start viewing driving as a sport for Gladiators, rathe than a simple way of getting to work and back.

Meanwhile, I have had a rejection. That’s five this year. I’m going to need to invent some new months if I’m going to hit 100 this year.

Dunnock

Dunnock

Photos are from March 2017

 

 

 

24 thoughts on “A Small Slice of the Day

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      When I was in a really good mood Julia and my sister used to say I was just like my father – thy didn’t mean it as compliment. Some people just don’t like happiness…

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  1. Laurie Graves

    Wonderful bird photos. I, too, wondered if the first picture was a nuthatch. Oh, I giggled when I read about the success you had when putting on your trousers. We must take our triumphs where we can.

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    1. jodierichelle

      We have black capped chickadees, tufted titmice, red breasted nuthatches, and brown creepers – but the creepers aren’t here all year, I don’t think. So fun to hear what others have.

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      1. quercuscommunity Post author

        Even the words “tufted titmice” bring a smile to my face.

        Yes, it is nice to see what other people have. I’m not sure I’d like to be a bird watcher in the USA – too many species for my small brain

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