I slept well last night, which was a result. I made toast
as I do every morning and peered into the Internet as I do every morning. There
was a minor rant on one of the nostalgia groups I follow on Facebook about good
old Woolworths. No one seemed to realise that if the shop really was that good
it wouldn’t have closed up, would it? Do you remember Woolworths? What did it
sell? Pretty much everything. What did you go there to buy? Whatever you
couldn’t get in your shop of first choice, which was entirely the problem with Woolworths,
wasn’t it?. Jack of all trades and master of none. There was also a minor rant
on the same page about the demise of doorstep deliveries of milk. There’s a
local dairy that still does doorstop deliveries. When the postman with the
motorbike lived next door I found his milk bill in the front garden. Back then
he was paying more than three times that he would have paid in Tesco for the same
thing.
I Munzed, got Wordle (relay) on the fifth attempt
and tried to listen to Radio Ashford. Steve wasn’t on this morning. Unlike last
week there was actually someone speaking on the radio this morning, but he wasn’t
very inspiring.
We drove round to Dog Club where mayhem ensued. There was a
minor episode where a new dog barked at another dog and in the excitement there
was about ten seconds of concerted woofing. The mummy of the new dog was
distraught and was all for going home and never coming back. But in the time it
took us to tell her that this sort of thing happens all the time, the dogs had
forgotten their spat and were all playing nicely.
So many people are like this with dogs; the natural
reaction is to come down like a ton of bricks on the first sound the dog makes
and it is such a shame. Dogs rarely do anything other than shout at each other,
and once the shouting is done they all know where they stand and everyone is
happy… apart from the poor humans who don’t realise the dogs have already
sorted it out.
From Dog Club we drove up to Kings Wood. The chestnuts have
been falling from the trees quite a bit this week, and with the high winds
coming through there won’t be many left before long. “er indoors TM” always
says she wants to go chestnutting and so this was her big chance.
The car park was rather full, and the areas near the car
park were swarming with normal people, but once away from there we had a good
walk and got loads of chestnuts. My “Map My Walk” app said we covered
three and a half miles, but at about half the speed that we walked at
yesterday. I suppose that’s because we were gathering chestnuts. We gathered
quite a few – ten pounds in weight’s worth.
We came home for a cuppa where (despite the weather
forecast saying there was a zero per cent chance of rain) it was raining.
We had a rather lazy afternoon watching the last of the second season of the remake
of “Quantum Leap”. I never really warmed to the original, but the remake
was rather good.
As we watched we had a kebab in honour of wedding
anniversary. We’d originally hoped for a long weekend in the West Country, but
events had conspired against us and so a kebab it was.
Personally I quite like a kebab…
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