Fudge spends most nights on the
sofa which suits everyone. However last night he spent on the bed. For all that
Treacle and Pogo fidget, Fudge grumbles. He growled every time anyone moved or
farted or breathed heavily. If got so that I was laying utterly still for fear
of disturbing him.
Over brekkie I peered into the
Internet as I do. True to form a squabble was kicking off in there. Yesterday I
mentioned that a lot of puzzle geocaches had gone live. Yesterday evening a
load more went live. Some of them were challenges for which you had to fulfil
certain criteria in order to be able to claim. People have gone to great
trouble to create puzzles I can’t solve and challenges for which I will never
qualify. Oh well… I shall have a go at the puzzles. I had this idea that the
answer to the ones I can solve I will swap for the answers to the ones I can’t
solve. That’s what everyone else does.
And the challenges will go on
the “ignore” list.
Feeling suitably miserable I got
dressed and took the dogs round the park. It was rather cold, but we had a good
walk. Good in that we didn’t fight with any other dogs, and we didn’t either
run off or straggle excessively. I did waste five minutes trying to get the
hounds to pose for a photo, but they weren’t having any of it.
Once home I wandered the garden
clearing dog turds (did I ever mention I never wanted dogs?) then
decided I’d whinged enough. I sat down with the lap-top and systematically
started on the new geo-puzzles. I tackled ten in two hours. Most have checkers
which show not only if your answer is right, but also how many other people
have also got a right answer. I felt rather smug that solved one that no one
else has got right. Mind you I didn’t have a clue on the other nine. I thought
I might try the rest later,
I got some lunch from the shop
up the road. There was a “delightful lady” in the queue at the till who
was making a ruckus that she had to spend a minimum amount of money to use her
card to pay. Eventually the lady on the till relented and allowed her to use the
card to buy the £1.25 fairy cake mix. It was rather embarrassing all round when
the machine gave the card the big thumbs-down.
I came home and scoffed my
sandwich whilst watching an episode of “Prison Break” then went to bed
for the afternoon. I slept rather well until Treacle and Pogo had a fight on
top of me. I wish they wouldn’t.
I got up and continued puzzling.
I spent nearly three hours on a wordsearch. I put the answer I’d got into the
geo-checker and got the same result that the “delightful lady” in the
shop had had for her card.
That was three hours wasted.
I’m off to get some petrol, and
on to the night shift.
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