Fuzzy

I can always tell when I’ve actually (finally) managed to get some decent quality sleep, because my head feels like someone’s filled it with feathers, then beaten it with a velvet-covered sledgehammer.

It’s weird, because I should feel bright and invigorated, refreshed after sleep. But what I find instead is that my brain says “Oh, bloody hell, I remember this sleep thing. I want more of it. Now.”

No prizes for guessing how I feel today.


Whisky Galore

Blimey, there’s a whisky distillery just down the road from where we live. Who knew?

I even see the place every day when I travel on the train. Fantastic. Now I may have to go and visit at some point – even if none of the whisky will be sold before the end of 2009…


Teddy Bears

One of the villages near us is currently holding what they call their ‘Teddy Bear Trail‘. Roughly sixty people around the village have created various Teddy Bear effigies, and placed them in their front gardens.

There’s a Teddy Bear Trail, so people can walk (or drive) round the village, and try to find all the bears.

It’s creative, but it’s also – frankly – bloody weird. Good for the community, I guess, but definitely weird.

Mind you, we’ve driven round to see most of them, so I suppose it’s fulfilled its purpose as well. Although we were driving round, shaking our heads, and commenting that some people are fucking barmy.

Still, it makes for some fun, and a D4D™ post!


Aerosol

This morning, when I got to work, the lift stank of perfume/deodorant. Someone had obviously sprayed it about while they were in there – what the hell, it was early, why not? It was strong enough to make me cough ’til I got out of the lift, but that was it. Nothing special.

Anyway, just in case anyone else complained, I figured I’d let reception know.

And in our amazing Health and Safety paranoid office, this is the resultant email…

[Lyle] entered the right hand lift at [the office] this morning and started to experience breathing difficulties, brought on by the strong smell of perfume present in the lift.
[Health and Safety person in the office] has spoken to [Lyle] since the event and he appears to be Ok.
These events have been reported to health and safety and line managers verbally.
The lift has been placed out of order in the basement until the smell has dissipated, the walls have been wiped down with a neutral cleaning fluid..

I am never reporting anything ever again. I give up.
Bizarre bloody place.


Thithles

On my commute to and from Cambridge, there’s a field where I’m sure they’re just cultivating thistles. Whole big dead straight rows across the entire field, and the only things apparently growing in those fields are 2-foot-high thistles.

It looks very odd.


Delayed

“Sorry I’m late in – some idiot called me at 4am, and I couldn’t get back to sleep”

Am I missing something here? If someone couldn’t get to sleep, surely it’d make sense for them to be in early, rather than an hour late?


Invisible

One thing I did notice this weekend while driving, thanks to the shitty weather, was how certain cars just disappear in particular types of weather. (And yes, yes, I know, every time I do a long drive, I do a post about driving standards – or lack of them – afterwards. Live with it) With road conditions the way they were – heavy rain, lots of water on the road surface – there was a massive amount of spray in the air, and I realised that white and silver cars just disappear in those conditions.

On the way up, I saw the aftermath of an accident where a silver-grey car (unsurprisingly, a BMW) had obviously been driving with no lights on, and another car (amusingly, another BMW) had come up behind it at speed, and just stoved in the entire back end of the car, run straight into it. I’ve no idea about injuries – by the time I went past, it was only the police directing drivers round the wreckage- but it was impressive.

On the return journey, in the really heavy rain and spray, I was amazed by how many people still didn’t have even sidelights on, let alone headlights and/or foglights. Yes, OK, it was daylight – in theory – so lights didn’t need to be on, but the visibility was so bad, it was worth having lights on so you could be seen, even if they weren’t necessary to see. And the majority of the cars with no lights on were – you guessed it – white or silver. And they just disappeared. You be going along, knowing there was something ahead because of the spray, but you couldn’t see the car at all.

At some points, I even used the fog lights – although I had enough of a memory-span to remember they were on, and turn them off when visibility improved again- because the range you could see dropped right down to about 30 feet max. at some points. And still drivers didn’t turn their lights on. Bizarre. I swear I’ll never understand the mentality of some drivers.