SMOG

Each morning, I throw open the curtains in my bedroom. It scare the birds, because I sleep naked. Well, that's a lie.

 

There are no birds here.

 

Look at the photo.

 

If it's sunny - I FEEL sunny. And - invariably - I have a 'sunny' day.

 

Today, seeing the smog as it was, I felt shit. True to form, I had a shit day.

 

I've said this before but here's a recap for those who didn't bloody pay attention...

 

Reasonable air quality is rated as 50 or below (full technical details in a previous blog)....back In Congleton, it'll be 20-ish in the rural bits, 40-ish at the worst (by the lights at Rood Hill, because of the static traffic). I learned today that in Singapore, if it gets to 100, they halt ALL traffic until it drops....

 

Here, today it was 333 - "HAZARDOUS TO ALL POPULATION".

 

Walking to the DVD shop tonight (it's FRIDAY!!!) - the headlights of the traffic made the air look THICK with fog. I'm convinced I've inhaled a combination of asbestos, Dosmestos gas and pure sulphuric acid (technically that couldn't be gas, but you get my drift)

 

As a last request for a dying man (and his pal) we went for an Indian meal (in China) which was nice. We had a Kingfisher beer (or 2) - it would be rude not to. The curry blew my head off more than the atomic cloud, so either way, I'm fairly sure I'll die in my sleep tonight, or at least wake up looking like the Elephant Man or The Phantom of the Opera.

 

Hope it rains tonight. That usually clears things up.

 

If I DO die.,..can someone shift my magazine collection (top of the wardrobe) before the cleaners find them. Oh...and the DVD's simply marked 'X' with black felt-tip are best not sent back to my kids with 'Ice Age 4' and 'My Little Pony meets Bambi in the woods'.....