Today is one of those days where according to the meeja nothing seems to have happened.
For once, no one has been spectacularly murdered [usually in front of his Innocent Family].
For once no one seems to have died on our roads.
The news outlets are having to revert to boring stuff about Russia invading Ukraine and Europe being in financial trouble with threats of a recession.
Oh, and Maureen O'Hara is to receive a Lifetimes Achievement Oscar!
So this is what's making our little world go around?
They missed out on the biggest news of the year though.
I seem to have finally fixed my fucking gate.
I went out yesterday and bought some steel cable, a series of little cable-clamps and one of those yokes with a hook and eye that you twiddle to tighten things. The cable now stretches from the top of the gate post down to a steel anchor [actually part of an old kitchen range – you see – these things do come in handy if you hoard 'em?] which in turn is buried under a pile of concrete blocks.
I went out this morning to see if the gate is jammed. It isn't! For the first time in a year the gate opens with a simple lift of the latch and there is no wiggling and waggling of the gate to get the fucking thing to open. I can't remember the last time that happened.
Now how come the papers didn't report that?