I was wide awake at three o’clock, and stayed wide
awake. I got up at five, made some toast, and made a decision. Someone was
staging a geo-meet at Kings Wood at half past six this morning. With nothing to
do but wait for Steve to come on the radio and then go to Dog Club, faced with
a dull couple of hours I thought we might go to that geo-meet.
The dogs weren’t at all impressed at getting up quite
so early, and neither was “er indoors TM”.
We got to the car park at Kings Wood where we had a
good little meet talking about hiding film pots under rocks. Clearly Forestry
England is under new management. When I tried to have a meet there I was met
with obstruction and resistance. The chap who arranged this morning’s meet said
dealing with them had been painless.
I shall try again to organise a meet there myself.
And with meet met we then took the dogs on a short(ish)
walk round the wood. I had hoped that being there early we would have had a
better chance of seeing the deer. We didn’t see any, but the squirrels were
active.
We got back to the car park at half past eight. I have
never seen so many cars in the car park. As we walked we saw a lot of people
foraging in the undergrowth for mushrooms. Was everyone foraging?
As we drove so I tuned the car radio to Radio Ashford.
Last Saturday I mentioned that the radio signal reached twenty-one miles to
Goudhurst. This morning the signal was seriously breaking up in Challock and
that’s only five miles.
The plan was to go from Kings Wood to Dog Club. The
plan was that the morning would stay dry, and the weather forecast had gone
along with this plan up to the end of the walk. Sadly as we drove down from
Challock to Ashford so the heavens opened. We got do Dog Club where a dozen
dogs had a great (if very wet) time.
I took a few photos whilst we were out.
“er indoors TM” went
off to craft club. I took the dogs home for a hot shower to both warm them up
and to wash the fox poo off of Bailey.
I made a cuppa, wrote up some CPD, then watched
a bit of telly until “er indoors TM”
came home. We had a bit of cheese on toast, gave ourselves bellyache, then took
the dogs for a walk.
The geo-feds weren’t happy that one of “er
indoors TM”’s geocaches has needed
maintenance for a couple of months. The geo-feds let other people have six
months, but there it is. Sorting it out made for a good dog walk.
We came home and then I did something I’ve been
meaning to do for years. For some time my Facebook feed has been full of
utterly irrelevant tripe and I rarely see anything of interest. I imagine that
what is presented to me is based on some algorithm of my activity, and I’d
noticed that I was following over a thousand different pages. So I went through
that list… How on earth do things get on to your “following” list? I was
(apparently) following pubs and hotels I’d visited ten years ago, pubs
and businesses that had closed years ago, so-called celebrities from TV shows
that were cancelled years ago, celebrities who had died years ago, random
businesses and tradesmen from over a hundred miles away, several dozen cake
manufacturers (none local), several young ladies in saucy undercrackers
(!)… I unfollowed loads of irrelevant rubbish.
And then I looked at the groups that I was in. Six
hundred and seven… So I left a few. “Rusty Stuff Appreciation Society”,
“Classic Literature”, “Calvin and Hobbes Characters”, “East
Midlands Koi Keepers”, “Save Swanscombe Peninsula SSSI”… I left over
fifty groups that I had no idea why I might have ever joined in the first
place.
I wonder if that will perk up my Facebook feed?
“er indoors TM” went off out with
her mates for the evening. I sat in front of the telly and fell asleep…
I’ve had a rather busy and full-on day and walked over
fourteen thousand steps. So why do I feel as though I’ve done nothing?
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