A tedious day which, in spite of my
repeated recourse to the computer, failed to produce a single medal for Team
GB. Quite frankly I feel cheated; with
that amount of key tapping and worried scanning we ought really to have had at
least a bronze. It better be different
tomorrow!
Life, as I used to know it, goes on with
Toni visiting dentists and doctors being ferried by me and then my making full
use of my Kindle which seems to be purpose built to cope with the tedium of
waiting rooms.
For some reason my credit card has not worked
with the powers that be in Kindle so my fourteen-day free trial of The
Independent has been terminated.
I must admit that I did feel a trifle
underhand taking The Independent at all as I really am a confirmed Guardian
reader and so now I have started a fourteen day free trial for the paper with
which I feel most comfortable. As if to
welcome me home there was a sly dig at The Daily Mail and the journalistic arms
reached out and took me back into the family!
To be accurate, I do have The Guardian sent
to my I-pad but I find that I am not reading it as assiduously as I do on the
Kindle so I will have to cancel one and extend the other. I like the idea of catching up on world news
on the Kindle after completing my daily swim!
I was forced from my wide lane to a
“funnel” lane next to it when teachers of the little ones started encroaching
on my water when constructing the floats and obstacles for the little ones to
scamper across through over and under. I
dislike the funnel lanes because they are difficult to judge and invariably I
scrape my arms when they narrow. It is
the first time that I have been a public pool which seems to have a policy of
one V-shaped lane for individual swimmers.
Perhaps it is just a mistake. Well, it’s one I can work with.
More medals tomorrow please.
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