I made the schoolboy error of going to the loo at four
o’clock this morning and came back to bed to find the space I’d left had been
captured by the dogs. I managed to shove them over and secured about nine
inches of bed space. But it must have been enough. I woke five hours later with
backache. Waking with backache is aways a sign that I’ve been in my pit far too
long.
Being a creature of habit, usually every morning I get up,
have a scrape and make toast before then peering into the Internet. But for
three and a half weeks every year I start my mornings differently. Instead of
all that usual nonsense this morning I opened the first window of my Advent Calendar. I was
rather pleased with what I got today – a little boy in a frankly dreadful
Christmas jumper. I had an idea what I could do with that.
And then I went into the garden. The hole I filled in
yesterday remained filled in. Last night at pre-bedtime tiddle Bailey did try a
half-hearted dig at it. Was she the culprit?
I then had a scrape (with a fresh razor blade), made
my toast and had a look at the Internet. This morning’s petty argument was
centred about an episode of “Blackadder” which featured Chris Barrie who
played “Rimmer” in “Red Dwarf”. That episode first aired in
October 1987; don’t these people have anything better to squabble about?
Being the first of the month I kicked everyone out of our
Munzee clan (it’s a Munzee thing), Munzed, got Wordle on the third
attempt
“er indoors TM” and the dogs came
down and I went outside to watch them. None of them did any digging.
We got ourselves organized and went for a little outing.
The weather forecast claimed that the weather would be getting better so we
believed it and drove out to Sissinghurst. We set about the geocaching
Adventure Lab that was there. It did strike me that the locations were rather
bunched together at different ends of the village, but on reflection that’s
where the points of interest were. We had a good wander up and down the village
though. There was a minor hiccup when our apps both refused the same correct
answer twice, but both worked on the third attempt.
Whilst we were in the area we popped up to the nearby
church where we spent a few minutes answering questions based on the place to
get the final location of a nearby geocache. I put the GPS co-ordinates into my
phone and despite it seeming to be in someone’s garden (it wasn’t) It
wasn’t that long before we had the thing in hand.
We had planned to go on to another geo-puzzle but the
weather forecast had lied. Rather than easing up, the rain was getting worse.
So we drove up to Bloomsbury’s garden centre only to
find the garden centre bit was closed, and that it was actually a rather posh
restaurant.
So we headed home-wards via Ripley’s garden
centre in Bethersden which would seem to be popular with people who like
spending far too much money on things they can buy cheaper elsewhere. Mind you
Morgan peed up the door so the visit wasn’t entirely wasted. He went on to do
an encore tiddle at Bybrook Barn’s
door too.
We came home for a spot of scoff and we put on a Christmas
film. “Scrooged”. I’d not
seen it before, and I’ve still not seen it; I fell asleep and woke just as the
credits were rolling. “er indoors TM” made us a
cuppa and put on another film. “A Christmas Karen”. Another
re-make of the old “Scrooge” story, but very well done.
With film watched “er indoors TM” boiled
up a very good bit of dinner which we scoffed whilst watching more “Lego Masters:
Australia” in which the winner was the one I felt should have got the
heave-ho. But the foxy one was through to the next round. I saw that as a
result, as did (I expect) the foxy one.
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