As I have become older, I have become more soft-hearted. this is comparative, of course. I am soft-hearted compared to a farmer, but a murderer of innocents to a vegan. Last night, I added two more deaths to my conscience. No rats were harmed in last night’s trapping, but two mice paid the ultimate price. It wasn’t an ideal result as I am after bigger vermin, but it does show that the traps work and that I reset them properly.
Daffodils in Nottingham
Today I have been to the doctor already, had a relaxed breakfast of bacon cobs from Greggs, watched an episode of The Sweeney on TV and attended to the blog. I am now ready to start work, but it also time for lunch and I will need to prioritise. It is a hard life. A little light writing, I think, and a slightly delayed lunch.
And after lunch . . .
The steam seems to have gone out of my day. I have pottered and fiddled and moved things about, but not much has actually happened.
Blossom at Wilford
Julia’s wedding outfit was delivered (it’s actually a jacket and a pair of trousers but “wedding outfit” shows I’m taking it seriously) and I received a three month supply of arthritis injections. The delivery man took my sharps bin away. That’s about it. Not one of my more exciting days.
I assume that if I checked the internet I would find more stories about warfare and politics, but I don’t want to. I am able to live without knowing all the details. I presume if WW3 breaks out Julia will let me know. And if she doesn’t, an almighty flash and mushroom cloud will do the job.
Spring in the Mencap Garden
One thing I don’t need to worry about, as Julia pointed out, is losing my hair due to radiation poisoning. Even in the midst of so many worries about Armageddon, there is still a bright spot if you look.
There are always bright spots in life along with the darkness. Keep looking for those! 🙂
🙂 Those are the best bits.
I used to love the Sweeney, funny how he became soft hearted too, when he went to work for Thames Valley Police in Oxford.
Interesting that you are getting soft hearted as you age, I’m told I’m the opposite. But then I’m still driving, so hold a slight abhorrent view of the human race add to that, Gillian has Jeremy Kyle on the radio and it deteriorates into complete despair 😂
You’re not missing much to be honest. Life’s like a merry go round. A shame about the mice, I quite like them. Do you know anyone with a Jack Russell? They are great ratters. When they talk about the next nuclear war, it reminds me of that film, On The Beach? With the Coke bottle tapping a morse code message 😂
I haven’t seen the film for about 50 years, but I remember it being pretty bleak. We just had a flyover from two very noisy aircraft. Julia’s tracking app shows they are on their way to American bases in east QAnglia. Or bases that used to be American. I presume they still are, I don’t keep up these days. Actually, a Jack Russell wouldn’t be a bad idea – probably the least destructive option we have discussed. 🙂
Like the chemistry set anecdote. I used mine for plating things with copper, producing artworks and “rare” coin errors. A life of larceny in the antiques trade beckoned even then . . .
You’re think you could… “being monitored by American Intelligence for my comments on President Trump and the Death of Democracy.” And Julia is tracking military aircraft? 😂
I was surprised to find there was an app for it, bu I see what you mean.
Anyway, no time to waste, I need to contact my Chinese handler and carry on with my DIY drone in the garage . . .
I say “Chinese handler”, but you may know him as “Just Eat”.
always look for the bright spot of life …..
I can now hear people whistling the chorus in my head. 🙂
I couldn’t get the dum de dum dum part right
It must be such a relief not to have to wake up and find out what he’s done now.
The man is both mad, and alarmingly infantile.
” I have pottered and fiddled and moved things about, but not much has actually happened ” I think I will have that cast in bronze and bolted onto the ceiling above my bed.
Bolt it securely. I don’t want to see a headline “Ballarat pensioner crushed by plaque.” 🙂
Well, that’s very nice of you!
I don’t want Bear to be an orphan. 🙂
Praying continues for your mission works and pray for india
Yes, a couple of rats would make me think the death and destruction is worthwhile. It never used to bother me, but I’m getting soft hearted.
Well done for re-setting the traps correctly. Better luck next time.
I really ought to try one of those sonic deterrents. They are less bloodthirsty.
A bit of good news from Hungary last night. Actually very good news. Plus, Artemis II landed safely. Thank God! A fiery explosion as it reentered the atmosphere would have been terrible. But all went well, and the astronauts are back safe and sound.
Yes, that is good news from Hungary.
I used to follow space missions when I was younger but have found it hard to become interested in Artemis. They flew round the Moon. I’m glad they got back safely, but NASA has a good record for that sort of thing. The only interesting thing was that the toilet cost $23 million and it froze up. Cold in space? Who’d have guessed . . .