It’s been a strange day. Mostly I got everything done that I planned. The only trouble was whenever I sat down, I wanted to go to sleep. I sat down at about 2PM, and decided to just give in. I slipped in and out, and finally surfaced at about 4. Even at the weekend, I haven’t done this for a long time. Actually, I view them (afternoon naps ) as a waste of time, but when you can’t help it you just have to indulge.
Apart from that there really hasn’t been very much happening today. I was planning to go for a longer walk, time and napping went against that. I did manage to get to the end of the Haslar Marina Pier Wall . I’ve started taking regular pictures of the Cumbrian Fisher;
The Cumbrian Fisher is the tanker in the background. She’s a bunkering ship, which means that she is there to refuel other vessels. I don’t know if it is Navy or the boats from the Marina’s. Every so often she sails out, presumably to re-stock, I’ve been watching her to see if her plimsole level is rising, I’ve been trying to get her every day. I have no idea why. I just do.
These last couple of days have been so nice that getting out for a walk, even if a short one, it has been very nice. I didn’t manage to get to the cockle pond. That was disappointing and frustrating, but I have every intention of going for my morning walk tomorrow (back to normal so to speak).
OK, I’m going to leave this blog entry as is. I’m not that happy with it, because it is more like a diary entry than what I perceive to be a blog entry. Now, that begs the question what is a normal blog entry? even now, I’m not sure I can answer that question. Certainly, it should inform, entertain, educate in different proportions. I guess sometimes it’s ok to deviate from that path, just ever so slightly. Whatever it is, this is not about me. Well, obviously, this one is. But not normally. Or perhaps it’s all about me – who knows? I’m not even sure I do.