My piss boiled (again) as I peered into the internet
at toast-scoffing time. Our local MP has tabled an Early Day Motion to
celebrate Victoria Park in Ashford which has received a Green Flag award. The
Green Flag award being awarded because of other people’s efforts and having
nothing to do with our local MP.
Like his predecessor our current MP seems to be very good
at being seen to take credit for other people’s efforts.
Yesterday we saw a strange turd whilst on our walk. Could
it possibly have been from the arse of one of those wild black cats that get
seen from time to time? I asked on the Facebook page about sightings of those
cats locally… This morning there were quite a few replies. As is always the way
I got several stupid answers. Some from people trying to be clever, and some
from those who couldn’t be clever if they tried. But it turns out that the most
likely dropper of that turd was a wild boar. I’ve always known that Kent has
one of the highest populations of wild boar in England,
but I’ve never seen one in the woods. Mind you I’ve never seen a large black
cat there either and I’m quite convinced there’s some up there. Could there be
wild boar? I shall keep an eye out. For boar, as well as more turds.
And I saw a new geocache had gone live which would qualify
for the new Treasures thingy. At just over twenty miles away that is on the
list to be done soon.
I tried to Munz, but after a couple of caps I got kicked
out of the app and couldn't log back in. Wass there an issue? I Wordled
instead, but my phone wasn’t having it, so I pressed the re-boot button and got
dressed.
I took the dogs to Orlestone woods for a walk. We did
probably the longest walk we could do in those woods, and it came in at just
under two and a half miles. As we walked we met the yummy mummy joggers. We’ve
seen them before in their skin-tight lycra. Call me an old puritan if you will,
but they might as well jog round the woods in the nip for all that their (so-called)
clothes keep secret.
Their dogs and mine all played nicely as they do. And I
realized that I’d done the yummy mummies a disservice. When I saw them I
automatically thought they had far too many dogs. As we chatted I counted that
between the two of them they had seven dogs… that’s three and a half each
compared to me with four.
And I tried the birdsong app again. Having found nothing
the last couple of times I tried it, it found birds today.
We came home for a cuppa and I tried the Munzee app again.
It worked. As did Wordle; albeit with a rather stupid word (loris). I
then had a little look at a geo-puzzle that Gordon said he
was struggling with. After quite a bit of brain strain I wasn’t getting
anywhere. I’d like to have the thumbs-up on that one as with that, this
morning’s new geocache, and one at Cranbrook that I’d been planning on doing
for a while this latest batch of geocaching Treasures would be looking a lot
more possible than it originally was.
I drove “Daddies’ Little Angel TM” and
Pogo home, then set about some CPD. I got the
garden ready for later, then did my chair fitness routine. Again I ended up as
a sweaty mass at the end of it. I sat down for a little rest… and woke up an
hour later as the Iceland man arrived with the shopping. I had a go against the
chess bots, lost twice then went and had a shower.
Sadly many people weren’t able to join us this evening, but
it was rather good to meet up with those that could. A few drinks, a little
scoff… we had a very good evening catching up with friends in honour of Chris’s
birthday. Admittedly his birthday isn’t until tomorrow, but the weather
forecast is for thunderstorms all weekend.
Will we have thunderstorms all weekend? Time will tell – it
always does…
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