Much as I like Facebook, it is boiling my piss at the
moment. It’s not so much the adverts and the irrelevant drivel, it’s how out of
date it is. This morning I saw all sorts of posts about what friends had been
doing over the last two weeks. An old mate came back from ten days’ holiday
this morning – the photos of him at the airport leaving appeared today. There
were photos of another old mucker who had been mountain-climbing… in late
March. And I saw an advert for the beer festival which happened on Saturday.
A week or so ago “er indoors TM” posted
up asking if anyone fancied an afternoon in the garden. So many people posted
that the posting came up on their feed days after it had all taken place.
I took the dogs up to the woods. The car park was busy, but
once away from the car park we managed to avoid most of the normal people. We
had a little explore today; there’s one path at the end of the wood which heads
east. I wondered if it went on to loop round with another path I’ve wondered
about.
It didn’t.
It just went to a dead end, which was odd as there were
horse hoof prints on the path.
As we walked back we saw the bluebells beginning to come
out, and we saw a herd of deer; we’ve not seen deer for a few weeks. And I saw
Treacle was carrying a stick. And then I looked closer. It wasn’t a stick. It
was half a deer’s leg, and she wasn’t going to give that up without a fight. I
took the line of least resistance and let her carry it.
Usually we walk just over four miles; we covered five and a
half today. We came home, and I had a look on-line. I had hoped to do a tip
run, but there weren’t any spaces available today. That’s unusual… but I did
find the tip was rather busy when I went last Monday. So rather than a tip run
I dug a small net out of the shed and spent half an hour trying to scrape the
stones off of the bottom of the big pond.
I then ran out the hose and cleaned out the
pressure-filter. A smelly job which used to take over an hour with the old box
filters now takes less than fifteen minutes, and all the muck goes straight
onto the monkey-puzzle tree.
And then “er indoors TM” told
me my Amazon parcel had arrived. Yesterday I bought some more paints for the
garden ornaments. I got out the burnt sienna and dulled down the lions which
looked not unlike sherbet lemons yesterday.
It was late afternoon before I got round to Munzing today.
I sparked up my app to find that our clan has reached our first of three goals
for this month. And then I made rather hard work of Wordle, finally getting it
on the fifth attempt.
With my back twinging I set about the bots on chess dot
com…
I like chess dot com. I don’t like back twinging.
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