The puppy had a restless night and
consequently so did I. Over brekkie I sparked up the lap-top and wound myself
up over social media. I lead an active life, and often have people saying that
they would like to have joined in with whatever I had been doing over the last
few days. “If only you’d said you were
doing this, that or the other..” However these same people often post up
photos of what they have been doing and never think to ask if I would have
liked to have joined in with what they had been doing earlier this week….
Facebook itself annoyed me too. A rather
thick young lady with whom I once worked was advocating a pro-fox-hunting
Facebook site. Facebook had received nearly two hundred thousand complaints
about the site, and the people running it seemed to be proud of the fact. I
reported the site to Facebook and this morning I was told by Facebook that it didn’t “breach the community standards”. Over the years I’ve reported
Facebook pages with concerns about cruelty to animals, child abuse,
cyber-bullying… nothing breaches their community standards. I wonder what their
community standards are? Presumably the right to make money?
I got the leads onto the dogs and we went out
to meet up with "Daddy’s Little Angel TM" and
"Stormageddon - Bringer of Destruction TM". We took
the dogs round the park. Mayhem ensued in the playpark, and Fudge did his usual
trick. He straggled far behind (making me
think he should have stayed at home) until we got within striking distance
of the river. He then flew to the river like a bullet from a gun. Clearly there
was nothing wrong with him. Mind you he was a bit surprised when he got there.
Yesterday’s rain had made the water level come up a foot or two. He stared at
the higher water in frank disbelief. But that didn’t’ stop him wanting us to
throw stones into the water for him to chase. He got caught in the strong
current a couple of times, but managed to recover.
In the meantime "Stormageddon - Bringer
of Destruction TM" sang his new song “The Wheels On The Bus Go Up and Down”. In a spirit of helpfulness I
created a second verse “The Wheels On The
Bus Go Side to Side”.
As we walked we met our Irish friend we saw
yesterday. He was with OrangeHead’s posse. He smiled, but OrangeHead blanked
us, as she always does when with her little gang of chums. There was also a
gang of rather portly young mothers doing al-fresco keep-fit by the fountain. They
seemed happy, which I suppose was a result for them.
I came home, loaded the dishwasher and set off to
work. I took a scenic route; yesterday I wasn’t at all impressed with the staff
in Angling Direct. A little look on Google Maps showed that Maidstone Angling
Centre was only a fifteen minute drive from work so I thought I’d have a look
before the late shift. The place took some finding, but the staff there were
friendly and helpful, the shop had two resident shop dogs, and there wasn’t any
bores monopolising the staff’s time. I bought some bits and bobs; I shall
certainly be going back.
I got to work, and not having had McDonalds I
didn’t spend the day feeling thirsty. I shall just go for a McFlurry next time…
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