An Itinerant Mind

Soapbox derby

My new glasses are ready, and I shall be picking them up tomorrow. I'm thinking of taking a book with me and treating myself to a coffee, but its just as likely I'll change my mind and come straight home.

I'm making good progress reading Richard Church's autobiography, indeed I'm a good way through the last of the trilogy. So what have i done? I've ordered a novel by Richard Church that is based on his time as a civil servant in Billingsgate. Ho hum, at least there is a good chance that i will read it when it arrives. Can rarely resist books.

Monday was busy - I had to be at the shop whilst the electricity meter was replaced. I had a 4 hour time slot, but was there at 6:30 am, and got on with cleaning - always lots of cleaning in a food shop. Satisfying though, getting it done. I don't mind work - it needs doing, so why be miserable about it. Behind closed doors is always good for getting on with tasks, though I'm stripping a room of multiple layers of wallpaper in brief bursts of the shop being slightly quieter. I have a great little scraper that uses razor blades. I tried to buy some replacement blades through amazon recently. It wanted to do an age check! I have had that account for 21 years, so - if I signed up just as I left my mother's womb, the youngest I could be is 21, so why can't amazon work that out?

Disproportionate responses to crimes are depressing, someone gets stabbed in London, lets make it difficult to buy a knife anywhere. This ignores the fact that anyone who wants to stab someone is going to be able to get hold of a knife either legally or illegally. Someone intent on harming another human being is not going to be deterred because they can't order a pack of razor blades from amazon. Ahem, soapbox moment over.