Monday. 10.40 a.m. I've just come back from taking Alfie out, and the amount of rubbish left after the fireworks is more than ever. Do the people who are responsible for the appalling racket the other night think it's acceptable to leave that amount of rubbish? Well, of course not. There is broken glass across the path at one point, and I'm certainly not walking across it with Alfie. I don't want his feet cut.
Tuesday. 9.30 a.m. It's a rather wet and cold morning here in Milton Keynes. Alfie really didn't appreciate it one little bit when we went out at around 7.30. Never mind. He's back inside now and curled up on my bed, which, incidentally, I changed yesterday, not a job I relish. Putting a rather thick duvet back in a clean cover takes a great deal of work.
1.20 p.m. Almost exactly the same as in the last paragraph when I took Alfie out.
Wednesday. 2.35 p.m. Mid-morning, I took Alfie out around Oldbrook Green. I saw a man taking photographs, with his mobile, of the litter which has been left by those responsible for the fireworks. There's still a great deal of rubbish all over the grass and by the bins. I spoke to him and his wife and they said they would send a photograph to the Council via email. I doubt anything will be done about this rubbish, but it seems a bit pointless having notices which clearly state that there should be no fireworks on Oldbrook Green, similar to picking up after your dogs. There is still an element among dog walkers who deliberately ignore the signs regarding this.
I was in Sainsbury's. Most of the Christmas stuff has gone. No Christmas trees or decorations to be seen, although there might be some decorations at a reduced price, hidden away at the back of the gift and stationery department. But it was a shock to find Easter stuff already out on display, bunnies and other items, including Cadbury's cream eggs. So, just days after the festive season comes to an end, they can hardly wait to stuff the shelves with Easter things. How crazy is that? How about hot cross buns?
Thursday. 8.15 a.m. A mild morning on the weather front.
1.15 p.m. I had intended to take Alfie out at around 9 o'clock this morning, but when I heard a strange noise somewhere along Strudwick Drive I decided to leave it a good deal later. I could see from the kitchen window strange lights flashing and then I saw one of the Council machines, probably a tractor, moving around. It was cutting the hedge around the tree which is in the middle of the grass area along Strudwick Drive. The Council has cut the hedge along the fence which encloses the garden of Dexter House. Actually, not so much cut as a tear, because the stumps of the branches of the hedge are left as if they've been torn off or at least broken. I think the intention is to promote new growth, but I have to say it does look rather ragged.
I had a telephone call mid-morning, from Central Milton Keynes Medical Centre, inviting me to a doctor's appointment on Saturday 14th January. It's because I have a heart condition. She said it was because I'd had heart failure, but I said I had had two heart attacks. I don't think it made a lot of difference, but it's great to get some sort of checkup to see how I'm doing. I had a blood test a few weeks ago, as mentioned in an earlier blog post, but it would appear that nothing untoward showed up from that.
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