Finding
myself wide awake at two o’clock I got up and watched an episode of the new
series of “Big Mouth” on Netflix.
Whilst they are putting out the new episodes of “The Good Place” one each week, Netflix have put out all of the new
“Big Mouth” episodes at once. I
prefer that…
The
voice of the “Shame Wizard” was
rather familiar – it was supplied by the chap who played Remus Lupin in the “Harry Potter” films.
I
went back to bed and eventually nodded off. The alarm went; I got up again. I
came down to find a light bulb had blown. I *hate* these halogen light bulbs – they don’t last.
Over
brekkie I had a look at the Internet. I had a friend request on Facebook from “Ryan Gunawan” who (like “Maria Tensriana”) uses social media to share his interest in
hard-core pornography. I’ve reported “Ryan”
to the Facebook feds, but I reported “Maria”
over a week ago and he/she/it is still posting pictures of unspeakable acts of
hedonism with her boyfriend’s willy.
On
a slightly more demure note, Amazon was offering me two quid off of the prices
of books I didn’t want; that was a bargain.
We
wasted a little while trying to find what we’d done with our gaiters, then had
an early start. Partly so as not to be late, partly not to get stuck in traffic
(with Ashford being closed for a 10k road
race) but mostly so we could collect Rolo. Cheryl says he needs more
exercise and as we were going on an epic walk anyway…
With Rolo aboard the
car we set off up the motorway. As we drove "er indoors TM"’s sat-nav had an
episode. With some traffic congestion half way along the M25, it tried to
divert us ten miles north up the M20. The diversion was just adding miles onto
the route which would still lead us back to the congested area – what was the
sat-nav thinking of? Still, it did better than Karl’s sat-nav which (for no adequately explored reason) had
them approaching the car park in Staffhurst Woods from *entirely* the wrong direction.
But
errant sat-nats notwithstanding we were all soon together and set off on a
rather good stroll through the Surrey countryside. The countryside was rather
pretty; the fields and lanes and wood were beautiful. We played in the river.
And there were no hills. We saw horses and sheep and alpacas and what looked like
llamas. Unlike last week we only saw one buzzard. And when rooting in a hedge I
found a rather large slow worm. We found one or two footpaths which were rather
overgrown, but such is life.
As
we walked we crossed the Greenwich meridian, the line at which “east” on a map changes to “west”. We spent some time playing silly
beggars and trying to get screen shots on the change on our phones.
Geocache-wise it wasn’t
*quite* what we’d been expecting. We’d
set off with all good intentions of walking the SWHC series of caches and then
diverting off to walk the TAN series as well. But I must admit my heart sank
when I read the description of the cache
series and saw mention of something which was archived three years ago. As we walked we
were somewhat slowed by the number of stiles we encountered. Getting three dogs
over so many stiles slowed us considerably. And the cache hides were somewhat
tricky. It wasn’t long before we decided that the TAN series of caches could
wait for another day. We logged “did not
find” on two caches; I’m pretty sure both were missing.
After seven miles we
found ourselves at “The Grumpy Mole” where
we had a few pints of Grumpy Mole best bitter, and the dogs tried to pick a
fight with “Dorothy” – a rather sweet
bulldog.
I
took several photos as we walked. Once home I put them on the internet and
over a rather good bit of dinner realized that the new series of Doctor Who had
started and we’d forgotten to set the SkyPlus. Reading all the comments on Facebook
I get the distinct impression that we didn’t miss anything. Which is a shame…
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