Spotted this pigeon earlier today as the sun was attempting to push through the dank Spring cloud cover. It shoved its way past the cumulus now and then to the delight of those walking the dogs. Actually this chap was walking the dog, the other two broke away full of high spirits from a chap who daily passes by with seven dogs. Usually the tails are wagging and the smiles are evident as the beasts thoroughly enjoy their trail, noses twitching, through the park. He was somewhat loud in his rebuke as these two unwillingly returned, tails between their legs, after him yelling at them to "Stay," "Come here," and "Come back here," each time louder and more gruff than before. I have never seen them do that before, possibly just high spirits and a female dog in sight.
Recent days have been a bovver. The PC smoking has ruined my life. This laptop is slow, so veeeeerrrrrry slow, and it keeps doing things it ought not do! Using this daft 'Touch Pad' causes trouble. The curser takes on a mind of its own, it races up and down unbidden, the pages change of their own accord, pictures disappear and the browser separates into differing browsers by itself! I slammed it shut the other night as it was taking hours to change and I was most indignant with it. I yelled at the world, got no reply, but yelled anyway. The yelling began all over again when I went downstairs yesterday morning and discovered ANOTHER puncture in the rear tyre. It had appeared OK when I got home yet here it was flat as my singing voice. It's a disgrace the way I am treated by technology! And 'tyre' is spelled 'tyre,' not 'tire.' Will someone tell this dumb American spellchecker! Don't they have schools in the US?
A few hours later and more good news as the other half of the evil empire called the Old Firm (That's Rangers and Celtic to you) were defeated by Kilmarnock in the League Cup Final by one goal to nil. A deserved victory for a team supposed to crumble in such an atmosphere. Sadly the joy felt by Killie was ruined when the father of Laim kelly, a Kilmarnock player, suffered a heart attack at the end of the game. This follows on from the incident at the Tottenham Hotspurs v Bolton Wanderers game yesterday when a Bolton player, Fabrice Muamba, suffered a Heart attack on the pitch during the game. The shock of his collapse causing the match to be abandoned. Both men appear to be in a critical condition.
Football knows its place at such times.
The afternoon saw the clearing of the skies later in the day, an end to the rain that had washed the pigeon off the lamppost, and left behind the first decent sunset for some time. How nice to watch the sun descend slowly and brightly, causing alarms to go off all over the antipodes shortly afterwards, and leave us one of those wonderful skies. Good morning Australia!
I hope this week brings good things, and no cardiac arrests, to one and all.