Foggy and Cold

(Saturday)From a cold, frosty morning yesterday, we now have fog. When I went out to take Alfie for his early-morning walk, I discovered fog no sooner I had gone through the front door. Then, walking along Strudwick Drive, I discovered think fog across Oldbrook Green, which meant I couldn't see the other side and the buildings around The Hub which are usually easy to see from Oldbook.

I went out with Alfie for a second walk at gone 10 o'clock this morning. The fog had lifted and it was quite sunny. We walked part-way around Oldbrook Green, but didn't do the complete circuit because there were two dogs running loose and I wasn't sure how they would deal with Alfie, walking as he was on his lead and behaving himself as he usually does.

During the night I woke as I sometimes do and it took me some while to get back to sleep. Last night I could hear the sound of cars having their engines revved. I'm not certain where they were, somewhere nearby, but possibly being driven, at speed, around Milton Keynes. This morning, when I went out, I was surprised to see a Mini sitting on the side of the road along Strudwick Drive, on a grassy mound, near the roundabout which leads into Dexter Avenue. It would appear that it had been stolen (I assume. No proof of course), no doubt taken by youths (only speculation) and 'Joy Ridden,' before dumped on that grassy mound. When I took out Alfie earlier this morning it was then I spotted it and, having walked Alfie towards Oldbrook Green, I walked back and a couple were there, with one of them on their mobile, no doubt informing the police of the vehicle. Then, a few hours later, Alfie and I went past, this time in pouring rain, which was the reason I cut this walk short, the car had disappeared, no doubt removed by the police and one would hope, returned to it's owner.

The continual sound of coughing from the flat beneath mine is driving me nuts. It wakes me up and then I can't get back to sleep. I think I might buy a pack of cough sweets and stick it through their letter box. Well, if it was me, I'd take some form of cough medication to relieve things. But my solution to the situation is to stick ear plugs in and therefore become totally resilient to the noise of coughing. Simple, really.

Currently reading a book called 'Six Minutes In May: How Churchill Unexpectedly Became Prime Minister,' and written by Nicholas Shakespeare. We get a completely different picture of the great war leader, but not the outstanding man he was to become, botching the leadership of a raid of the Norwegian town of Narvick, which was taken by the Nazis and caused a scare, since there was the possibility that Britain would immediately be invaded. Very well written and researched and adding to my learning of a period of our history of which I am very ignorant.