Finding myself wide awake at three o’clock I put that
to use and put a load of washing in to scrub. And when I got up properly at
half past six I hung the washing out and put another load in.
I made toast, and as I got the bread from the freezer
I saw the freezer door had been left ajar. Again. Woops.
As I scoffed my toast I peered into te Internet as I
so often do. The so-called alien spaceship on its way here (3I/ATLAS) probably
isn’t aliens after all. That’s something of a
disappointment.
And people on the Facebook fish tank groups were
quibbling about temperatures today. Does a difference of two degrees matter in
a fish tank? Especially when you are measuring it with one of those colour
changing strips that you stick on the side of the tank? But for many people
keeping the fish healthy is secondary to arguing about it.
I hung out the second load of washing and fed the
week’s undercrackers to the washing machine. I munzed, got Wordle (matte)
on the last attempt, and got ready for the off.
Steve was on the radio doing the “Guess the Lyrics”
competition: “Will I have to wait forever Will I have to suffer”. No?
- The Three Degrees – “When Will I
See You Again”.
Being Saturday we drove round to Repton for Dog Club.
Attendance was noticeably down today, but we still had (about) fourteen
dogs along. We played nicely; we shared treats. There was a dodgy five minutes
when we saw little Penny had blood all over her paws. She’d cut herself on
something but she didn’t seem overly bothered.
As we drove home Steve was going the Mystery Year on
the radio. Donny Osmond – “Puppy Love”? 1972.
We got home, As Bailey was unceremoniously scrubbed (she
will insist on rolling in fox poo) I put the undercrackers into tumble-dry
and then counted the Dog Club takings. The money was down on what it has been,
but attendance has been down a tad. I suspect (hope) people are paying
the Repton people directly via text message. I don’t keep track of who pays; we
operate on an honesty system. I’d like to think most people are honest.
We had a cuppa and a cherry Bakewell tart (two
hundred calories) then I went into the garden.
I lined the box that I built on Thursday and put it
into place by the pond, and put some of the surviving rockery plants into it,
then had a little look at the plant boxes by the back door. I moved a few about
(which is easier to type than it is to do), painted up the two new boxes
that “er
indoors TM” got from Aldi the other
day, then sawed more left-over timbers into shape for making another planter
box. Once I’d done all the sawing I suddenly realised that using the garden
chairs as a saw-horse was a silly thing to do as the surface I lean on is
curved and so the wood I cut isn’t as straight as it might be.
With wood sawed I was rather aching. “er
indoors TM” made us a cheese
sandwich, and having got something of a second wind I went back into the
garden. I screwed the new planter box together, put a bit of a base onto it,
and gave the thing a lick of paint.
“er indoors TM” set
off to visit family. I would have liked to have gone, but my nephew has a
rather huge pit bull which doesn’t like other dogs very much, and Morgan (particularly)
cries pitifully if left alone for very long. Despite having had a very active
day of carpentry I did my twenty-minute chair workout. That worked up even more
of a sweat.
After a quick shower I activated my geocaching
adventure lab in Chilham then set about the ironing. As I ironed I watched the
last episodes of “Orange is the New Black”. I’ve now watched the show
three times. This time I started watching it on
28 March. That took four and a half months to get through. I wonder what I
will watch next…
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