I woke at 3.02am this
morning, and lay in bed wide awake for some time. I eventually gave
up trying to sleep and got up at 4.50am. My little dog was still fast
asleep as I did the washing up. I checked my lap top. Nothing had
changed since last night. When I booted up I got the option to put in
my password. I did that - correctly (!) - and it told me that
it couldn't proceed. I had been given one or two pointers which I
thought I might try out when I had a minute. But they all looked
rather technical. So I had this rather better idea to smile
pathetically in the direction of people who know about computers...
Over brekkie I watched
some telly. Blake's cronies have found a friend; there are now five
of them. They've also found an old enemy. Today they were helping
various people blow up assorted swamps for no reason that I could
work out. I watched their antics with a small dog curled up on my
lap; spending much of the time squeezing his tummy in an experimental
sort of way. That belly was rock hard last week; it seems to have
gone back to normal now. Mind you, Fudge himself seems to be somewhat
soppier than ever he was. I expect he's still convalescent, or he
knows that he can get away with it with me.
I set off to work ten
minutes earlier than I might have done. Having found a geocache every
day for the last forty days I thought I might just get one more day
on to this streak as I knew of a cache in Little Burton Farm I might
try for. I was within twenty yards of that cache when my phone pinged
that a new cache had gone live only a few hundred yards away. I
abandoned the cache I was after (it will keep till tomorrow)
and ran off on the chance of a First to Find. Having failed miserably
to FTF twice last week I was rather smug this morning to get an FTF.
Today's cache was... I won't spoil the surprise. I'll just say that
it was rather out of the ordinary and I was amazed that I found it in
less than a minute. In fact I was rather amazed that I found it at
all. But I did. I was FTF at 6.46am; sixteen minutes after it was
published. FTFs go quickly in Ashford... usually. Interestingly
another cache went live in Ashford today. Five minutes before the one
I found; a mile and a half from it. That one didn't get found so
quickly. That one took twelve hours to be found for the first time.
It's on my to-do list for Thursday; providing nothing else crops up
in the meantime.
And then on to work . As
I drove the radio spouted its usual tirade of drivel. Amongst this
morning's snippets was something of interest. A
recent survey of opinions of people in the UK has shown that as a
nation we are becoming more tolerant of other people being different
in a variety of ways, be it attitudes towards homosexuals, children
born out of marriage, racial relations. And the Royals are more
popular than they have been for some time.
Interestingly it turns
out that as a nation we are more tolerant, but as individuals we
aren't. The pundits on the radio were saying that it is the upcoming
generation that is more accepting; the older generation is still
stuck in its ways. Apparently the survey showed that most people seem
to keep their opinions unchanged on a range of subjects for years.
Again I would seem to be
in the minority; anyone reading this blog will know I change my
opinions on all manner of subjects with annoying regularity.
Once at work I discovered
that il y a un elephant qui veux manger le singe qui habite dans
l'arbre. (Le pauvre singe). Heureusement le singe est tres vite et
l'arbre n'est pas tres dur et l'elephant ne peut pas grimper à
l'arbre. "Hurrah!" dit le singe et tous son amis.
Les amis du oiseau morte ne dit pas "Hurrah!". Ils
veux assister l'elephant pour manger le singe. Mais nous n' aimons
pas les amis du oiseau parce qu' ils sont tous batards comme etait
l'oiseau.
Or so I am reliably
informed.
As well as finding out
the latest developments in the tree I did my bit at work, and came
home via Morrisons because they have the cheapest petrol for miles
around. Despite having spent a small fortune on car and dog repairs
and despite the possibility of having to shell out for a new laptop,
I found enough cash for a bar of choccy whilst getting petrol. Petrol
comes off of a different budget...
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