This is one of those days that I would be happy if it didn’t exist.
When you think about it, is it fair the women only have one day in every 1,461 where they can propose to a chap? If they could pick any old day it might have solved the queues of Young Wans outside my door [not that there are that many these days].
Today has been an absolute disaster from the start.
I had a bad night on the night before last so was itching for a really good sleep. This was not to be. I headed for bed early, forgetting that I was heading into Leap Day. The mayhem started pretty soon after midnight and as a result I got very little sleep. A some stage I did manage to grab a couple of hours of blissful oblivion before the mayhem started again. Only now am I able to sit down, prop my eyelids open with matchsticks and pretend it’s a normal day.
So Leap Day should be scrapped. It’s a nuisance and I would be a lot happier now if February stopped its nonsense and agreed that this is March the 1st.
Come to think of it, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to play around with a few other days? Look at Christmas for example. It is the cause of the frenzy of commercialism that starts around the end of September. I would suggest it is a day that’s picked at random and could be on any day of the year. The day would be announced only three or four days in advance which would allow the festivities but stop those endless tacky Christmas advertisements.
The year should start on a sensible day too. Why not on the Winter Solstice which is a logical day and would start Spring that little bit earlier?
It found 95% of people are aware of climate change, while 89% say it is important to them personally.
I’m surprised that 5% aren’t aware as they have been banging on about it for years. The propaganda must be working well though with 89% taking it personally. I’m not quite sure what that means though.
While 96% of people say they have heard of the “greenhouse gas effect”, only one out of every 20 were able to distinguish between that effect and other environmental topics such as acid rain or the ozone layer.
More people have heard of the “greenhouse gas effect” than are aware of climate change? Or is it 96% of the 95%? Statistics can be devious little fuckers. Anyhows I thought they had given up wiffling about acid rain and the Ozone Layer? I haven’t heard mention of them in years.
There seems to be a lot of worrying going on though. 74% are worried about storms and 54% are worried about heat? Why would anyone worry about either? Unless your house is built on a sandstone cliff edge or live in a house built on a floodplain [there are quite a few of them] then I can’t understand why storms should be a worry. We have had storms for as long as I can remember. And if it’s too hot then just stay indoors.
The survey also found that four out of every ten people think, incorrectly, that climate change is caused equally by humans and by nature.
What’s the “incorrectly” here? What’s the right answer? Surely they can’t be admitting that it’s [correctly] caused just by nature?
It’s good news though that people might be worried but they don’t like paying for their worry.
41% say that they are now opposed to increased taxes on petrol and diesel, while half the people surveyed are against banning peat, coal, and oil for home heating.
Half the people surveyed are against banning peat, coal, and oil for home heating? That means half are in favour of banning them?
The first was to the electricity meter people. That was short and sweet – they’ll be out on Monday and will contact me first so I can boil up the kettle. At least we’ll have a mug of tea while the job is being done. It will be a mess-free day as they’ll be working in the porch at the front of the Manor.
The second call was to the insulation crowd who are supposed to be making The Manor more energy efficient. I hadn’t heard from them in months. They said they were waiting for me to install new windows before they could commence work. This came as a bit of a surprise. “I thought you lot were installing the windows?” I cheerfully replied. He checked his computer. “Ah yes” says he, “We are. We’ll start as soon as the windows are made”.
I got another call this morning. This was from a different crowd. A cheerful Young Wan informed me that I had phoned the wrong people yesterday and I should have phoned her. In typical gubmint fashion, this job requires around four or five different companies which is one way of creating employment I suppose. It also allows them to blame each other if something goes wrong.
Anyhows this nice young lass was fierce cheerful but I couldn’t be cheerful in reply as she had woken me up and I was still half asleep. She she told me that my windows were indeed being manufactured and they would commence work on the insulation when they arrived. She reckoned no more than three or four weeks. I thanked her and got up as I thoroughly awake at that point.
I just received another phone call. A cheerful chappie announced that he had my windows and would it be okay to start work tomorrow morning. Fucking great. Another fine mess. I suppose it was my fault for phoning them.
So in the space of twenty four hours I went from having to make my own windows, to them having to order the windows through to having the windows ready for installation. Quick work.
But don’t these companies ever talk to each other?
There is the physical stuff which makes life a little tricky and there is the mental stuff which I am about to attend to.
The mental stuff is finding out when various things are supposed to happen, and things which I have been putting on the long finger. I have very long fingers [Pianists hands, my mother used to cal them].
There is supposed to be the insulation upgrade to the house which has gone silent again. I have to phone them to see if there is any news or have they decided not to bother their collective arse.
I have sometime to arrange appointments for myself for eye tests and the like which I have put off because a) there is nothing wrong with my sight at the moment and b) because I couldn’t be bothered. Herself is nagging me though….
I got a letter this morning telling me they are going to install a “smart” meter and that my power would be off for a few hours while they do the job. But they don’t say when, which is fucking annoying. I have to phone them too.
The physical side is a tad more tricky. It’s just the amount of rubbish around the place. I need to hire another skip at some stage or even two. I’ll need some help with that so I’ll have to start being nice to various people which is always a strain.