Thursday, 12 April 2018
Life, in this misty world today, was full of surprises.
For a start I was not sick, I had food, except bread, I did not need to rush out and no crabbit emails arrived.
Instead I slowly wandered about Tesco enjoying the need not to rush. Of course I came home to remember what I forgot to buy!
I then cogitated on Deuteronomy 7, the book that lies at the heart of our liberal thinking.
Not that a Guardian reader will agree.
After exercising I counted the aches and went for a haircut. What a surprise, I got in! Instead of being crowded with kids being trimmed for next weeks back to school there was only a spotty teenager, scowl attached, awaiting a 'Number Two,' whatever that is.
Naturally I felt cold wandering home with a lot less hair, and my mind was full of wondering where all that silver stuff had come from. I also wondered why I have hair while my dad (who died at 61) has so little. His hair was thin, possibly this was the old army back and sides showing through and his army need to cut hair that was not long. My brother and I had plenty of hair and of course I retain my youthful looks.
The only disturbance was a call from the landlord's man while I was unavailable. It sounded urgent.
I called back expecting to be turfed out, rent increased, damage reported, complaints made, and found they merely wished to send a man in to test 'energy performance.' Naturally I pointed out there has been no energy performed here for at east fifteen years but it appears she was talking about the building. I still fail to understand as this has not happened before and sounds like they have something up their sleeve. It may lead to improved windows, these are 'listed' so cannot be replaced by plastic ones, and this certainly would increase the 'energy performance.' These windows for the most part are original, 1812 I believe. That is probably the last time they were cleaned. I wonder what the man is up to with such exploits?
I have been ignoring the telly, the news happens but I have missed it today, Commonwealth Games are taking place somewhere but I have little interest, and other things are happening but if I ignore them they actually do not change my life in any way. There is a story in there somewhere.
One thing I have noticed in the adverts that fill most screens is the way you never see black people together. One add showed a black man suffering while coaching kids football, his wife appears at the end but she is white. Another shows a black man on a train hand his 'tablet' to a child, who is white, yet another shows a sentimental mother dressing her daughter for her wedding - to a white man! Why is it that a black couple are never shown? There have been adverts for products featuring black or Indian families, why are they not shown now? Did UKIP object?