With the dogs settled and no snoring I had a good night
which was a result. I made toast, watched half an episode of “The Witcher”
then had a look at the Internet as I do most mornings. It was still there. Some
friends were at the airport going on holiday. Some were in Scotland on holiday.
I felt a twinge of jealousy, but every time I go on a foreign holiday I always
get homesick. I don’t like leaving the dogs.
“Daddies’ Little Angel TM” still had
business in Canterbury, so I drove down to collect her. As I drove the pundits
on the radio were talking about how new laws are coming in which should reduce
the amount of animals used for research and in the production of new drugs. And
it’s about time too. In 1983 I wrote a dissertation for my HNC entitled “The
Ethics and Science of Animal Experimentation”. When I wrote that I was
rather horrified to find out that much of the testing of new drugs performed on
animals had little (if any) basis in science, but were legal
requirements. Take for example the LD50 value. Wikipedia says that “The
value of LD50 for a substance is the dose required to kill half the members of
a tested population after a specified test duration”. When I wrote my
dissertation in 1983 it was widely known that the LD50 values produced on
populations of rats had very little application to humanity, but every drug had
to have a known LD50 value before it could be marketed, and this was the case
until 1999. It bothers me that what I knew forty-two years ago is only now
being brought into law.
And there was talk about what changes people might want to
make to the rules of football. Football star Gary
Linekar has things to say on the matter, as has the head coach of
Manchester City, but rather than inviting them onto the radio,
they did an outside broadcast asking the opinions of nine year old
schoolchildren.
With “Daddies’ Little Angel TM” collected
and delivered I drove on to Kings Wood with a bootful of dogs. Yesterday our
walk was rained off. This morning when I left home there was supposedly a zero
per cent chance of rain for the morning… to be fair the drizzle had eased up by
the time we got to the woods car park.
We walked a shorter version our usual walk… one which last
year was our standard walk. And probably will be our standard walk for the
coming winter as it bypasses much of the mud.
As we walked we met some normal people, and a professional
dog walker we see from time to time. His dog played really nicely with Morgan
and Pogo, which was something of a result.
We came home. The boys had their bellies washed; the girls
were surprisingly clean. I made us both a cuppa then perused the geo-map. More
geocaching Treasures had been released this morning. After a little
brain-straining I planned some geo-missions for us. Collecting Origami Animals
in Southend, gathering Dog Figurines in Folkestone, and getting some Snow
Globes in Sandwich will probably feature in future diary entries.
I then drove Pogo over to collect his mummy and took the
pair of them home.
“er indoors TM” boiled up a pasta
bake which we scoffed whilst watching the second episode of “Game of Wool”;
a strangely captivating show.
Today has been rather dull…
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