I woke to the sound of rain on the window. Much as the
garden needs the rain, it could have rained yesterday when I was at work (!)
I got up, made toast, and had a look at the Internet. Five
people were having a birthday today; I sent out birthday wishes, then had a
look at Facebook. My professional institute was advocating people write to
their MP to tell them about biomedical science day. I’ve
written to my MP a few times recently. Having stood for election saying that
he’s full of energy and looking for change for the people of Ashford, I’ve
sadly formed the opinion that he is very much one who does what his party tells
him. Like his predecessor he’s all about getting his photo taken and seemingly
being in the limelight when someone else has actually done something. Am I
being unfair to him? Possibly. But I won’t be bothering him about biomedical
science day. Instead I chivvied him up about the flooding at the Adsa
underpass.
Despite the rain we set off to Dog Club. As we drove Steve
was on the radio. The “Guess the Lyrics” competition was tricky. “Oh,
won't you sign up your name? We'd like to feel you're acceptable”. No – I
had no idea either. It was the Logical Song by Supertramp. He then played a
rather good cover version of Itchycoo Park. I must ask him who sang it.
Dog Cub was fun. Attendance seemed to be down, but we had
sixteen dogs along for the usual mayhem. And the rain dried up after the first
ten minutes. It was a shame we completely missed the Mystery Year competition
on the radio as we were late getting away… Maybe one day Steve might do an
outside broadcast from Dog Club?
We came home via the co-op for cake. You can’t beat a co-op
Belgian bun even if it is four hundred calories. As I scoffed it I looked at
the monthly accounts. They’ve been worse. They could be better.
We then went on a little outing. First of all to Bybrook
Barn where they had a garden table at bargain price. I very nearly snapped it
up… until I realized that the table was entirely the wrong shape and size for
our garden. We had a little chat with Tracy in the shoe department, then went
on to Ham Street garden centre to have a look at their garden tables.
They didn’t have any.
The garden centre at Tenterden had a sign outside saying it
had a large garden furniture department. It didn’t.
“er indoors TM” then remembered a
little place in Lenham that specialized in garden furniture. I suppose you
could have taken what they were selling and put it in the garden, but I’d say
they specialized in massively overpriced tat.
You know when you are old when you spend a weekend day
going to the garden centres.
We came home and had a look on Amazon where they had garden
tables at about a quarter of the price of local garden centres. As I’ve said
before many times, the days of the traditional shops are numbered.
Over a cuppa and a late lunch I spent a little while
geo-puzzling. I messaged Gordon to ask his opinion on one puzzle, and we had a
very confusing few minutes where both of us thought we were trying to solve the
same puzzle… even though we were looking at different ones.
“er indoors TM” boiled up a
rather good curry which we scoffed whilst watching tonight’s episode of “Doctor
Who”. It was one of the best episodes for years. It’s such a shame that Ncuti
Gatwa is getting
the heave-ho.
Hannah (my GPS unit) is programmed for tomorrow. We’ve
got an early start in the morning; I really should have an early night… I’ll
just play a bot or two at chess…
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