I slept better last night. It helps when I get up and go to
the loo right away rather than forever twisting and turning for hours trying to
make more space inside for an over-full bladder which really needs emptying
out.
I made toast and had a look at the Internet. It was still
there. Irene was posting from Uzbekistan – she’s having a holiday over there. I
rather enjoyed our little stay there last year. Someone with whom I worked many
years ago was also on holiday – in Canada. It’s over twenty years since I went
there… I suppose I enjoyed my time there, but looking back all I remember is it
being constantly hard work chasing round after the cubs and scouts. One day I’d
like to go back and have a proper holiday there.
I took the dogs out. As we drove the pundits on the radio
were interviewing a member of the Israeli government about the situation in Gaza. The chap
being interviewed took what seems to be the standard Israeli line in claiming
that they are the victims and the rest of the world are a bunch of bastards who
hate them. Today (among other things) they were claiming that every
journalist in the world who wasn’t working for the Israeli press was a
terrorist spy. The chap being interviewed did himself no favours.
There was also talk about Peter Sullivan who was released from prison
yesterday after having had his conviction overturned. He went to
prison in 1986 for a crime he didn’t commit. It turns out that the evidence
proving his innocence came to light in 2015. So why did
it take the legal system ten years to release him?
We got to the woods and had a good walk. On Monday we
explored a new footpath. Today we followed a path from that one which went on
for half a mile… then just fizzled out. So we turned round and came back. Mind
you I was glad we’d gone along that path – I found what must be the biggest
sink hole in Kings Wood. It was huge.
As we walked the dogs did their thing including chasing
what looked like a black squirrel. Was it a
one-off, or have they spread as far as Kent?
And the bluebells seem to be going to seed.
After five miles we got back to the car and came home. I
made a cuppa, then went into the garden. I took apart that garden bench that
collapsed the other day. The plan was to take it (and a load of other
rubbish) to the tip but there weren’t any spaces available today. So
instead I stripped the shed out and had a little tidy-up and re-organise. So
easy to type; so much hard work to do.
“er indoors TM” popped up to the
corner shop and came back with a croissant for lunch. I scoffed it as I wrote up some CPD, then I
spent a little while doing my preparation for tomorrow’s planned outing. The
plan is to walk a series of geocaches in the Biggin Hill area. Two of them were
disabled for a week six weeks ago pending being replaced, so I sent a message
asking if we might replace them tomorrow. As we will (hopefully) be
walking straight past we can do the necessary maintenance in less than a minute
whereas the poor bloke who in theory should do it would have to give up hours.
I beat the chess bots twice, then rudely woke the dogs when
I announced I was going to “FEED THE FISH!!!” – that’s always rather
amusing.
I updated the Facebook pond album – the thing
has changed quite a bit since we first started digging in October 2006. I *really*
need to replace the pebble-patterned vinyl, but I’ve left it too late for this
summer. Oh well… it will give me a few months to find something.
Seeing I had a credit, I created a new geocaching Adventure
Lab. Last October I spent a wet afternoon doing the
preparation for loads of these only to find I can actually only create only one
every three months. So having done all the preparation, creating the thing only
took ten minutes. If you are at a loose end and in Ashford, download the Adventure Lab app, and take a
walk round investigating places where there used to be pubs which were
demolished for the building of the ring road.
I set the Adventure Lab live, and with “er indoors TM” having
finished work we took the dogs to Orlestone Woods for a little wander. We had a
good little walk; it was a shame that after two miles and only a stone’s throw
from being back at the car park Treacle had to jump in a belly-deep swamp, but
that’s the sort of dog she is.
Another day off work; another busy day…
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