Bloody Hell.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, we have reached the end of July. This disappoints me in two ways: First, it means we are screaming closer to Winter and second, it means I have loads of end-of-month reports to do for Head Office, who will simply file them somewhere without taking a look at them, leaving some algorithm-based program to do their job for them by sorting through the facts and figures and making some terrible suggestions. In another life, given another chance, I would learn all about computers and make my career as a programmer, as they seem to run the world these days. I would say you can avoid them and beat them by going for a walk in the countryside but that would be inaccurate as everything you walk past is probably being managed based on the recommendations of some kind of software, and you’d be walking along with a mobile phone in your pocket because we all fall into the trap of complying to the modern obsession with “JUST IN CASE…”
God I ramble off on tangents sometimes, don’t I?
Yesterday was nice. The weather finally improved towards something resembling Summer so we had an afternoon at the seaside with some chums. I borrowed a half-size surfboard and ended up scraping my knuckles off on the stony seabed, but it was all good. Scars are cool and scabs are a reminder of good times had, so it’s quite nice to sit here in the office with smarting fingers as it makes me think of yesterday.
Tonight we’re going to go and see “Dunkirk” which should be nice and cheerful.
See you in August, friends.
RC 31-7-17
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