Having set an alarm (for the first time in nearly two weeks) I found myself wide awake long before it was due to go off. Over a bowl of granola I watched an episode of “Good Girls” which was quite entertaining, even if I had no idea what was going on.
I then spared up my lap-top to peer into the Internet. There was quite an argument kicking off on one of the local Facebook groups. Some woman living nearby had no hot water and wondered how widespread the problem was. Others had tod her that all water is cold when it comes to your house, and if it stays cold then this issue is with her boiler. I always thought this was the case, but this woman was adamant that she has hot water piped in (as do her neighbours), and there was quite a bit of name-calling going on.
Last night’s hiccup on the Munzee messenger app seemed to have calmed down. As part of the Clan War thing we band together into groups (clans) of up to ten players. I’d sent an invite to join the clan to one chap ages ago. He’d not responded so I gave his place to someone else. And then last night (almost a week later) he came from nowhere wanting to join. The bottom line is “you snooze – you lose”. I’m hoping we can sort him into another clan, but he ain’t happy.
I also saw that someone had been to Ashford yesterday and had done loads of my Wherigo geocaches. They had a few issues, but rather than messaging me about them, they’ve just whinged on-line. Interestingly there were a couple they couldn’t find, and “hoped I would allow them the find”. Bearing in mid this one never replied to me when I messaged her in the past, I wonder if she will find out whether or not I allowed it.
Again, here’s someone with over twenty thousand geo-finds and less than thirty active geo-hides.
It is amazing how these trivial little things become such major issues.
On the plus side I’ve been accepted into the Facebook group “Space 1999 in Lego”. All I need to do now is to spend a fortune getting enough grey bricks to build my very own Moonbase Alpha. I wonder if I can get a Martin Landau minifigure?
I set off through the rain up the motorway. My car was seriously steaming up, and as I turned corners I could hear some water (presumably) sloshing around somewhere up front. Perhaps that is where all the water in the under-floor compartment is coming from?
As I drove the pundits on the radio were talking about face coverings in schools (what with schools looking to re-open next week). It has been suggested (decreed) that the children don't have to wear face coverings in the classrooms, but do have to in all the other parts of the school. What utter tripe - does the virus not bite them when that are doing their lessons, but it does in the corridors?
Just as I got to work so my phone pinged. “Shawn Bearden” wanted to be my friend on Facebook and has invited me to an exclusive WhatsApp sex group.
Would any of my loyal readers like to “do the dirty deed” with “Shawn”? I'm not keen, but if anyone fancies a portion let me know and I'll send the details... I copied the picture of “Shawn” to my Facebook page. I bet Facebook will delete that post... but won’t do anything about the porn monger in the picture...
Regular readers of this drivel may recall I visited the dentist in late July when I was told they would be in touch in a few days about another appointment. Bearing in mind a month had passed I phoned them today. After a lot of farting about I finally managed to get that appointment sorted. Apparently they are struggling because the British Dental Association says they can only have one dentist in the surgery at a time.
But there was cake at tea-time which was not too shabby.
I wonder what’s for tea?
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