Slumbering out of Reality

I lately wake up very early in the morning quite naturally on account of having to work very early shifts. Last night I thought I was late for my morning shift when it turned out that it was actually seven ‘o’ clock in the evening and not many people tend to ring me in the morning anyway. Then I woke up after an odd dream thinking that I’d booked a bed and breakfast in a neighbouring hotel and needed to find out where it was. I’d walked past the address a few days before and saw a park; a large abandoned concrete structure that was being dismantled and a railway bridge; but still couldn’t find the B & B. Then I remembered that I work in the town where the B & B is and there were no such landmarks. Further sanity refreshed me that I’d never even booked Clavendon House, so all my fears were wasted. A good cup of tea was in order to wake up properly.

Time for tea

For me, making tea is an art form. You can’t just chuck a bag in a mug then add hot water. It needs to stew for at least three minutes to release the flavour, then add just the right amount of milk for that creamy taste without watering it down. But apparently there are good teabags and there are bad teabags. I thought bad teabags just made it taste watery. But no. Everyone else thinks they are awful; which would explain the abandoned mugs all around the workplace. For me, I just think it tastes a bit milky, so it’s probably easier to put less milk in. Now that I come to think of it, I can never get that lovely brown colour out of the teabags at work. Still, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down, so drink up or stop complaining and make your dam own.

Battling with browsers

I’ve been having a lot of problems with Internet Explorer lately. I know that the internet connection is working as I can receive it on my phone. The main problem seems to be just getting a general browser to work. It will take absolutely ages to load and then seize up, forcing me to shut down the system only to experience the same thing all over again. Chrome is sometimes a bit more reliable but refuses to work with Norton IdentifySafe so I can’t log into any sites. It may actually be something to do with IdentitySafe itself as last night it was trying to repair itself; though I gave up and cancelled towards the end of the evening and decided that sleep was a much better option. It’s actually very distracting as I can’t get any project work done or get any updates sorted. Sometimes like today it works seamlessly; but I often wonder for how long. I wish it would be self-repairing or at least tell me what the matter with it is. It probably wants me to give my credit card details to someone.

Weather or not...

At the back of our stockroom is a small video screen which shows what's happening in our loading bay. This screen has been of some amusement owing to the weather recently, which has resulted in some rather interesting results. This morning, there was quite a bit of fog around, of which the screen displayed snow that was heading back up into the sky. I had to check the front door first to ensure that it wasn't snowing and my curiosity was only satisfied when I opened the door to make sure that we weren't being sucked up into the sky and onto the moon. Then just yesterday we had heavy rain and a number of raindrops were permanently displayed as a vortex wormhole; ready to receive an army of soldiers from another dimension. I wonder what will happen when it snows. Maybe just plain broad daylight? Or perhaps a bright white screen with nothing else to show? Only time will tell. 

Rock the Boat

I put the news on this morning to see the worst report ever. We were told that the reporter had just been running into an Italian harbour to witness the arrival of a boat carrying immigrants from Africa. We don’t know why they were immigrating or where they had come from; all we were told was that they were immigrants. We were told that some people had blankets which we could clearly see behind him. The reporter then pointed out that one of them had a torch; and that this must have come in handy during the voyage. He may as well have told us that the boat was red or that it was night time. There was no actual news story; he was simply describing what we were seeing. Perhaps he thought he was on the radio rather than the television. If the point of TV news journalism is to point out the obvious then I should be making millions by now.

Cats should be seen then chased away

I have nearly ran over next door's cat. I didn't mean to; it was just there; standing in the way as I was preparing to pull onto the driveway. I did a quick check to see that there  were no cars coming; no pedestrians and no-one on the driveway. But of course, it's hard to see something that's just over a foot high standing behind the wall. I flashed my high beams then looked about but I couldn't see it at all. So I had to get out the car and work out where it was; but by the time I had done that; it was certainly not in front of the car. When I returned to the driver's seat, it was slowly walking up the hill. I wanted to chase it but decided to pull the car onto the driveway first. Curiously enough; this may have been watched by my next door neighbour; who was visiting her parents across the street. She was watching me as I was returning to the car. Then when I got out the car she had disappeared; but guess where the cat was heading towards? I may have to buy them a cat flap next year in order to avoid leaving them a dead moggy. 

Happy New Year!

Last night it was insisted that I attend a New Year's Eve party. As I was due to drive to work early the next day, I was quite happy spending the evening alone watching telly alongside some comfort food but apparently this would not do. Instead I was required to  drive my parents to their friend's family party so they had they luxury of going home when they wanted instead of stopping overnight. And conversation was certainly difficult. A lot of people were feeling sorry for my situation which I really didn't want; and was confined with just one beer which I proceeded to top up with lemonade throughout the evening. That beer lasted three hours; I think it's the longest time I've taken to drink a beer without throwing it away. Anyway, as the party was full of raving alcoholics arguing about the results of the party games; it really wasn't a good place to be. I need to get out of this place.