15 June
Sunday morning and Jan is off to church, after which
is taking Kile’s mum off out for an hours driving practice. She has no idea
when she will back. I shall take the opportunity and get some writing work
done. My biggest problem here is that I am very easily distracted and it
doesn’t take much for me to stop what I’m doing to go off and do something
else.
Discipline is what I need and after 12 years in army I
should be OK with that. Well, I’m not, nor was I when I was in the army. In
fact if I could see what I thought was an easier or better method of doing
something I would so, or at say so. Senior ranks and officers aren’t used to
being questioned or having their orders ignored. Opps … ‘guilty melud!’ Even
now I’m still looking for the easy options and there aren’t many or even none
at all in writing is there?
Jan and I sat and watched a film on telly last night.
Jan joined that NetFlix thingy and at £5 a month it’s not a bad deal. We are
usually watching three or four films a week, which makes it worthwhile. The
result is that we didn’t watch the footie last night so I didn’t know the
result until watching BBC News 24 this morning. It reminded me of a cartoon on
Facebook yesterday where the pilot of the England team’s airplane asks someone
if they should leave the engines going ready for the return trip. I wanted to
copy it over but I can’t find it now.
Guess what I missed yesterday? Trooping the Colour,
that’s what!!! I always watch that when it’s on. As always too, we have a good
reason for it. Having been out so long on Friday we were both knackered and
slept in until quite late yesterday morning. As I said we needed to get a new
fish tank so I wrote yesterday’s blog while having morning teas and coffee and
off we went. It wasn’t until I sat and read the paper later in the afternoon
that I remembered Colours were on. Ah well … … …
Out of the 145 photos from Friday I got 25 keepers.
Here’s one of them …
A bittern flying in.
And today’s funny …
A couple
were sitting in the lawyers office working on their will. The lawyer tells them
that they should discuss end of life issues how they want to be treated. The
man turns to his wife and says, “Please promise me that if I am ever dependent
only on machines and bottled fluids to keep me alive, you will take action and
put an end to it right away.” So when they got home, his obedient wife
went straight to the TV and unplugs it, then takes his beer and pours it down
the drain.
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