Yesterday morn, long before the milkman had gone back to the depot, I was out on the bike and whizzing slowly around town. After this I strode purposefully around for bread then tidied up the area in the front of the building. Well I shoved it all onto the street for the council to remove, same thing. My beefcake like torso then done the laundry, by flinging it in the machine, I no longer use the pond in the gardens, and after a microwaved cheese omelette I cleaned the cooker. Almost all of this was finished before 9 am. I tidied up, moved one or two things around, had lunch and fell asleep.
When I awoke I was knackered! Since then all has gone wrong. I lost interest in anything, the 'things to do' list was dropped in the bin, accidentally, there was nothing on the telly, the papers were full of Thatcher, no emails arrived offering money, and my dinner was rotten! Moving the indoor aerial caused the picture to wobble and now I cannot get the thing back whence it was! Life returned to normal then? Today I wandered around for bread, some fat git had eaten all yesterdays already, had a bath and deafened myself! The warm water has loosened the wax I thought was beginning to show in my ear and now my hearing is dulled. Naturally the cure is a bottle of 'Otex' from the friendly chemist. How wrong can you be? He was not around, his friendly staff have gone, I was confronted with a menopausal woman playing jobsworth. Having mentioned I was going deaf I asked for the stuff, "Is it for you?" she asked! As I could hardly make out what she was saying I almost missed that. It went downwards from there. By the time I left I was less worried about not being able to see properly, (going deaf does that while not wearing glasses affects the hearing) but more concerned as to how to dispose of the body.
The only good news came from the SPL rejecting the absurd new league setup. Mr Milne of Aberdeen was apoplectic about this, especially as two teams in the voting system (11-1 required for change) voted against change. He did not indicate why he voted in similar fashion at his friend Celtics bidding last time the voting system was debated, but there you are. St Mirren and Ross County have done us a favour, whatever the money men say. Any system in which four Old Firm games are required to keep clubs going is not good for the long term. Mr Milne, who apparently has dumped many of his employees lately for selfish reasons, may be upset, the fans however are pleased. Not that he would care.
A bomb explodes and so does the speculation. Three obvious culprits come to mind, a mad individual, although two bombs may be to much for one, white supremacists, remember Oaklahoma? The main contender will be what we now call 'Islamist' groups. I wonder if it was, and why? There are many reasons, US activities abroad, men sitting in Arizona dropping bombs from drones on Pakistani children, and a general dislike of the US. It happens here also, four more are on trial in the UK for bomb plotting, most info apparently coming from other Muslims. The US will soon work out who was responsible, the make up of the bomb will show this, and the allies will hopefully bring it to an end quickly.
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