Everyone slept well last night.
A ten-mile walk seems to have that effect on people and dogs. I made myself
some toast for brekkie, and as I scoffed it Fudge came and sat with me and
watched every move that Pogo and Treacle made in case he was missing something.
He wasn’t.
I used the lap-top to see what
I’d missed in the world overnight. I hadn’t missed very much really. For some
odd reason Facebook was suggesting that I might like to buy a sledgehammer. I
wonder what prompted that?
I had an email to say that a new
geocache had gone live not very far from work. Had I been on a core shift this
morning I might have chased the First to Find. But I wasn’t. So I didn’t.
Instead I did a rather dull YouGov survey the subject of which I have already
forgotten, got myself dressed, and took the dogs out.
We did our usual circuit of Bowen’s
Field and the park. We only had one fight today, and that was very early in our
walk. I say “fight”; Pogo just shouted a lot at another dog who was on a
lead. Whilst I am a great advocate of having dogs on leads on the streets, why
not let them run in the parks?
As we walked we met OrangeHead’s
posse; but they were without their leader. Fifteen minutes later we met
OrangeHead walking in the opposite direction with a face like a smacked arse.
Has there been more fallings-out in the Viccie Park dog walking cliques? Whilst
I’m on civil terms with most of the dog-walkers who frequent Viccie Park I make
a point of not chumming up with any of them. Over the years I’ve found
arguments to be had in scouting, astronomy, keeping snakes, flying kites,
geocaching… it would seem that walking dogs also has its fair share of
squabbles.
Once home I harvested all the
dog dung from the garden. I didn’t *quite* block the chod-bin; buckets
of water and vigorous stirring with a trowel soon budged the recalcitrant
turds. I then got the lawn mower out and gave the lawn a little once-over. As I
mowed I smiled as I remembered “Nutty Noodle” (our frankly insane
neighbour who hasn’t been seen in over two years). Whenever we were on
speaking terms he would always tell me off when I was mowing the lawn. No
matter what I did to mow a lawn, it was always wrong. The grass would be too
wet or too dry. It would be too early in the day, or too late. I would be
cutting it too short or not cutting it short enough. The brand of lawn mower
would be wrong… I wonder what happened to “Nutty Noodle”? I suspect he
really is in a lunatic asylum somewhere.
With the lawn mowed I then spent
a little while generally tidying up around the garden until my back hurt too
much. I then got out the shears and gave myself a haircut, then played Lego for
a few minutes.
Last November I bought a black
and white Lego house – it was a special gimmick with Weetabix from over forty
years ago. It was the first house I added to my little Lego town, but (using
the mini-figures as a guide for scale), it was just a little bit too small.
I’ve extended it by six studs in width and two bricks in height and cut down
the tree. Its garden might need a little work now…
Just as I posted up a photo of
my Lego house to my
Lego album there was an almighty crash in the hallway. The postman
had delivered two letters. Judging by the noise I thought he had kicked the
door down.
I had a letter from the British
Blood Transfusion Society telling me my membership was up for renewal. I pay
them nearly a hundred quid a year and seem to get very little for my money. It
turns out they offer an awful lot of stuff… if only I could log on to their
website. After a lot of to-ing and fro-ing it seemed they had the old email
from my previous employer which I haven’t used for over two years. Which was
why I wasn’t getting anything from them.
Over a bit of dinner I watched
the last episode in this series of “SAS: Who Dares Wins”. I rather like
that show even if I’d never be good enough to be in it.
I went to bed for the afternoon.
Just as I nodded off all three dogs started howling and screaming. I have no
idea what set them off but I had to poke each dog in turn to shut them up. When
poked each dog shut up, and looked at me as though to ask what was going on.
I got a couple of hours’ sleep,
then watched the first episode of “Traitors”. It
seemed watchable enough. Having set the SkyPlus box to record the series I
found out the entire lot is available for download. I’ve downloaded the second
episode.
"er indoors TM" should be home
soon. A quick bit of scoff then I’m off to the night shift. There’s a geo-meet
this evening on the way to work. I might pop in if I have time.
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