My watch told me I had another good night’s sleep. My watch
lied again.
I woke at seven o’clock and spent an hour or so fiddling
about lo-line. I munzed and wordled and kept quiet as everyone else was fast
asleep. As I peered into the Internet I saw that apparently there were issues
at Dog Club yesterday. Not only were there complaints about the noise, there
was a minor squabble at the second session which takes place after we leave.
The later group was summed up entirely in the words of the woman who took the
complaint: ”I don’t know who runs the group”. The woman who used to run
that group walked away because everything was getting “too political”,
but was utterly unable to explain what she meant by that. And since then no one
has taken any responsibility for the group.
After a few messages this morning we’ve now got a couple of
people who will hopefully step up should the need arise.
It got to eight o’clock and with no signs of movement I
went back to bed. Eventually we all got up. The dogs went outside and once they’d
done their hunting I went round gathering dung.
We had brekkie, and spent a little while watching the birds
on the bird feeder. Back home I’ve been using my birdsong app to detect the
birds I can’t see. Here the birds aren’t that noisy, but you can see loads. All
sords of tits (!) and finches, nuthatches, jays woodpeckers… and seven a
few squirrels having a go at the squirrel-proof bird feeder.
Eventually the rain stopped and we drove out for a little
walk. As we drove be were constantly slowing to drive round the horses and
ponies and donkeys which were just randomly wandering wherever they wanted to
go.
We got to where we were going and set off on a little walk.
Today’s walk was more on open heathland and despite the recent heat the ground
was quite soft in places, and Treacle found some stagnant water to wallow in as
she does.
Where we walked had been a bombing range during the second
world war; I’d hoped to see some impressive craters but in the meantime they’ve
all rather overgrown.
As always geocaches gave us targets for our walk, sadly
they weren’t in what I’d consider to be perhaps the best locations. Despite
there being loads of space to hide the things, they had been carried into the
woods and seemingly drop-kicked into the densest thickets. The trouble we had
today was that pretty much each one we searched for had been hidden by someone
who’d marched off from the car park with the geocache in his hand wondering
where he might hide that one, but had no regard for any others in the area and
with no plan for making a little guided walk out of them all. And with few (if
any) paths marked on the maps consequently our walk was about double the
length it might have been.
We got back to the car and after a quick snack drove on to
the sixpenny brewery. We’d got a box of beer on order, and we sat and had a few
drinks in their garden. It was a rather good place to be.
We came home, and sat in the garden again. The bird feeders
had been pretty much emptied, and despite the cottage’s instructions asking us
to top up the bird feeders, there was no bird food.
There was human and dog food though. Once the hounds were
fed we had some rather good burgers, and then sat and watched the night sky get
darker over a gin and tonic…
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