Working away from home so much, means putting routine stuff off week after week, until there comes a point when you have to set aside a day to get such tasks done. Like today, it was eye test and a hospital appointment, visiting the doctor. And with the travelling inbetween takes up most of the day.
I drop Jools off in Hythe early in the morning. Not quite sure what it is about people driving to work driving like maniacs, I'd get it if they were driving home, but why drive at 900mph to work? Whatever, it was scary stuff on the M20, good job when we turned off, and up and over the down and into Hythe, down to the beach, drop Jools off and turn round for home.
I stop off at Dollands Moor depot to snap the new Eurostar that is being stored there: it was up at St Pancras last weekend, but we were too busy to go up to look. Anyway, I got a couple of shots in the pale light of dawn, and happy with those, I get back in the car and drive back to Dover.
This time going via Reach Road to look at the short stretch of rail track that had been exposed in the last few weeks. Click on the picture below to get the history behind these two very ordinary looking tracks.
I had enough time back home for a coffee a bowl of porridge before I had to be out again.
Into town for an eye test. I have been having trouble reading in the evenings, it seems to have got suddenly worse, but that seems to have coincided with the dark evenings and low light in Danish eateries. Seems like ity was nothing to worry about, I have to get reading glasses, but that diagnosis too 90 minutes of my life.
Next I have to drive to Canterbury for a hospital check up, nothing major, but the traffic in Canterbury is legendary. As it was this time, as what should be a 20 minute drive took over an hour, then the search for a parking space, find a parking machine, pay four quid for the privilege of parking near the hospital, wait two hours for the appointment, have the scan, take an hour to drive back. And it was four in the afternoon, and time to go and pick up Jools from Martin Mill.
We then have to round the kittens up to get them their annual jabs. Being out all day, not giving them any food for the day meant they were waiting for us when we returned. Into the boxes and off we go. Another forty minute wait, two jabs. That'll be £78 please said the vet. Seems like I'm in the wrong business.
Drive back home through the rush hour traffic, drop the cats off, feed them, drive back into town to Tesco for the weekly shop; which means at this time dealing with people doing some early Christmas shopping. Bah humbug! We have a list of things to get, we try to get round and out as quick as possible. At least with the scan and shop zapper, we are in and out in 20 minutes.
But even then it is half six by the time we are home, put the shopping away, boiled the kettle and sitting down having a brew.
All I can say it has been a much busier day than being at work would ever have been. Phew.
I make chilli for dinner; something I have not made for ages, and felt like something hot and spicy. And very good it was too, with a pound of mince making enough chilli for that night and two more meals. It was washed down by a bottle of Guinness Wet Indian Porter, which tasted just like Guinness to me, but went well with the chilli.
We were pooped by nine, and so called it an early night.
But it is the weekend.
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