The night shift was rather busy, I was glad
when the day staff arrived. I made my way home, and after bandying a few
insults with "er indoors TM" I went to bed for the
morning.
I slept
for an hour or so, then finding myself wide awake gave up trying to sleep. I
got up and had a look-see on-line until "er indoors TM"
and "Furry Face TM" came home, then we went off to
the monthly county geo meet. I do like meeting up with friends, acquaintances,
and anyone who is daft enough to hunt Tupperware on a regular basis. It is
always good to compare notes. And meeting up in a pub means I get a half of
weak shandy and the option of a ploughman’s lunch.
I
thought today’s meet was especially good; but there is no denying that either
the fifth pint, the third glass of port, or only an hour’s sleep was a mistake.
I may well have overdone something. But nevertheless the meet was something of
a milestone. In the geo-world whenever you do anything noteworthy your score
goes up by one point. After I’d drunk myself silly my score was at seven
thousand five hundred.
I slept
all the way home.
We did
have a vague idea to go to Hastings tonight for the bonfire procession, but
those things are never any fun in the rain, so I had a cuppa, then woke up
three hours later to find "er indoors TM" had gone
off on a ladies’ night. I watched the second of this week’s episodes of “Game of Thrones”. A good show; but I
think I’ve again lost track of who is who and what is what.
I think
an early night might be in order…
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