9 February 2025 (Sunday) - It Rained

I slept well; finally emerging from my pit at half last eight. I made toast and had my usual rummage round the Internet. It was much the same as ever. People were again grumbling about the latest antics of President Trump; quite a few of those whinging being non-Americans. I was reminded of a rather thick secretary with whom I worked (many years ago) saying how she was going to vote for Ronald Reagan, and was then incensed to find out that only American citizens could vote in the American presidential election.
Facebook had two messages for me this morning. It announced that that the Dog Club’s page had one member violation to review, but when I clicked on the link it announced “Good news: no violations to show”. What was that all about?
Yesterday I was presented with an advert for porn websites. I reported it and in a novel break with tradition my second message from Facebook was it saying that it agreed this went against their Community Standards and had removed it.
I had quite a few emails. People had been hunting out my geocaches before and after yesterday’s event, and everyone had said positive things about them and the event itself. I was particularly pleased with one comment: “Haven't been to many caching events, but out of all of them this one was probably my favourite”.
 
I knew the weather forecast for today was for rain, and it was raining. That didn’t stop me being miffed about it though.
So I carried on writing web pages for my Kings Wood geo-project until “er indoors TM and the dogs came down. I Munzed and Wordled for a bit, and as the rain continued to hoss down I spent the day cracking on writing web pages. Personally I would rather have done something more constructive, but getting all the cache descriptions and stuff done is a rather fundamental part of this geo-project so I won’t say the day was entirely wasted.
 
At seven o’clock in the evening I turned off the lap-top as it was dinner time. We scoffed a rather good bit of dinner and then spent the evening staring at the telly
My watch tells me I’ve done less than five hundred steps today… After a rather good day yesterday, today was on the dull side.

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