I had a rather restless night. When I got up I stood
on the scales as I do every Monday. My weight is holding constant at about the
fifteen stone mark. Today it was under; tomorrow it will be over. Holding
constant is OK I suppose; I just wish it would drop.
Being the first of the month I got out a fresh razor
blade and had a scrape. As I scoffed toast I saw there was a new geocache not a mile north of home.
I got the dogs onto their leads and we went out earlier than usual in the hopes
of a First to Find. I couldn’t find anything; I’d been beaten to the First to
Find by twenty minutes and the chap who got there first said “We are not
sure how long this cache will survive and evade passing muggles as it is quite
exposed”.
As I hunted for the thing I lost count of the amount of people walking past. If
it was exposed someone would probably have tidied it up.
We went up to the woods. Now the holidays are over the
woods were back to normal. We only saw two other groups today; both within a
few hundred yards of the car park. We walked to the far end of the woods and
back in the hope of seeing deer. We saw two; for about five seconds as they ran
across the path. If you blinked you would have missed them; they were certainly
too fast for me to get the phone camera out.
As we walked I tried my birdsong app. It found six
varieties of bird today which was a vast increase on just the pigeons it has
been finding recently. We had a good walk; it was only a shame that Treacle had
to wallow in a puddle, but there it is.
As we came home there was something
on the radio that I immediately thought was drivel, but soon found
myself hooked by the program. It was talking about how the average new building
looks dreadful, and how seemingly anything gets through planning applications
these days. The claim was made that for all that planning applications have to
be advertised and made public, the advertising only ever reaches (at best)
three per cent of its target audience. That could well be true; we found out
about the removal of parking spaces up our road after they went; we never saw
any of the notices about it happening.
I munzed; being the first of the month I kicked
everyone out of the Munzee Clan with a view to all starting again in a couple
of days (as we do every month) and then had a go at Wordle; getting it
on the fourth attempt.
And I had a message about that geocache I couldn’t
find. The thing was called “Lucky Mendip” and the hint was “touching
wood” so I’d assumed it was on the “Mendip” road sign which had a wooden
backing. Apparently it wasn’t. Apparently it was at the bottom of the hedge a
couple of yards away. I went back and found it right away. Had the hint been “randomly
chucked in hedge” I might have been more successful. From there I popped to
the garden centre to have a look. Had I been thinking I would have taken a
bucket or a bowl or something for transporting pond plants about in. But I
wasn’t thinking.
The forecast for the afternoon was heavy rain, so with
that in mind I started updating a little project I originally started a few
years ago. A guide to how
to do geocaching. It kept me quiet for a little bit,
and then I wrote up some
CPD. And I then claimed tax relief on my professional
registration. I might get a bung, I might not.
“er indoors TM” boiled
up dinner then went bowling. I washed the undercrackers whilst watching an
episode of “Black Mirror” - imagine a world in which every interaction
you have with anyone else is rated and your social standing depends on your
rating. And one bad day can wipe you out…
The first day of a week off work… Rather dull really.
Let’s hope this rain stops.
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