R's rue

Hypnos - God of Sleep I did that thing again. You would have thought I'd have learnt my lesson by now. I was watching "Match of the Day" with a can of beer in my mitt but I never saw the end of the football show because... I fell asleep. And when I woke up an hour had passed by.  I climbed the hairy mountain to The Land of Nod hoping to resume my slumbers but sleep evaded me like a fickle mistress. I lay there with my wife next to me in the deepest trench of sleep's ocean. I heard the bell in the tower of All Saints Church ring one and sixty minutes later I heard it ring two. Dozing upon one's sofa can be fatal. It takes the edge off one's appetite for sleep when one eventually pulls the quilt over one's mortal flesh. Hearing the clock strike two was enough to bring me back downstairs to this laptop. I made myself a mug of tea and grabbed a couple of McVities' ginger nuts. It's especially annoying because we are going out for breakfast this m...

The comedy production of Hound Of The Baskervilles proved to be gently amusing rather than belly laugh   Funny. But it passed an hour and a half well enough.  With Just three actors playing every character the pace of the piece was at the gallop so to speak and although not anything more than occasionally silly , it was diverting enough and reminded me of the set pieces performed by Laurel & Hardy The audience went a bit hysterical about it..in a similar way the London audience did when I saw Come from away in July ….. Jake Feretti and Serena Maneghi  Niall Ransom as Dr Watson from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3kGvImD

  I was at work yesterday with the nagging thought I’d only got two black dashes on my petrol gauge . The frigging world had gone nuts here and several local petrol stations had already closed by mid afternoon with others getting over run by panic buyers, so with me already over my hours I’ve taken today off, just in case I couldn’t find the petrol to commute back to work early this morning. In the end the village garage, who had prudently rationed petrol to 20£ a car was still open and fairly quiet so I’ve got enough to last me. I’m glad I didn’t go into work today anyway. I want to be quiet. I don’t feel very therapeutic.  I’ve washed the cottage windows until they sparkled ( operation dog snot removal) and watched as some classic cars on their Pilgrim run got gridlocked down the lane for a while. Mrs Trellis wanted to talk about the Church meeting but I didn’t feel up to her chatter levels so hid under the honeysuckle until she passed  I’ve  message...