I was rather later
getting going than I might have been today. What with having swapped
duties around (I'm accommodating like that) I've just worked
four nights out of the last six. Perhaps that's why I was tired.
Over brekkie I had a
look-see on-line. The rugby
world cup has kicked off (does rugby kick off?) and I'm
not going to dare to say a word against it. I will however ask the
question that why is it acceptable that everyone else can openly
sneer at any pastime I enjoy (such as hiking, saxophoning,
geocaching, home brewing, playing cards, astronomising, kite-flying,
camping) whilst if I say a word against organised sport, serious
offence is taken?
I can distinctly remember
a rather nasty incident a few years ago when a chap I thought was a
good friend had been lambasting me about some sad Trekkie cards I was
collecting at the time. I then mentioned something about "Mighty
Morphing Queens Park Rangers" and I was told in no uncertain
terms that were I not a good friend of his sister in law he would
have knocked me out. (This was no joke - he was serious)
Today is also national
"Talk like a Pirate Day". I've mentioned this in
previous years. It is a silly game which has run its course though;
even the official website has gone.
The
replacement's not really been updated for some time either, which
is a shame.
I got dressed; putting on
a pair of the new pants I'd bought in Morrisons the other day. There
is something wonderful about having pants with functioning elastic. I
then took "Furry Face TM" for a
walk. We went round to the park; normally I avoid this place on
Saturday mornings because of all the joggers. Today we were alittle
later than usual and most (nearly all) of them had gone home.
My dog played nicely with
some other dogs; I wish he'd do that more often. More and more these
days he just ignores other dogs.
We came home, and I spent
another couple of hours working on my next Wheri-project. It took
that long to get a mythical beast to ask a riddle. I say "that
long"; perhaps "at least that long" might
be more accurate. I've not got it to work correctly in the simulator
yet.
Being at something of a
loose end for the day I looked on the geo-map and had a stroke of
inspiration. There was a canoe-ing geo-event scheduled to end up at
Teapot Island this evening so we thought we might pop in. We arrived
at Teapot Island, solved a geo-puzzle, failed on a Wherigo and being
three hours too early for the geo-meet we retired to the riverside
pub and downed ale and watched the world go by for a while.
When the time was right
we wandered over to the camp site and helped the canoeists ashore,
then helped get the barbecue fire going. And we had a frankly
wonderful evening just sitting and chatting as it got darker and
darker.
I slept all the way
home...
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