There was sad news on Facebook this morning. The Ghost
Train in Dymchurch closed a couple of weeks ago and has now been demolished. I
can remember going on there in the late 70s on a day trip from Boys Brigade
camp when one of our number (known to all as “Killer”) had a go and was
terrified. There was someone asking for advice about keeping terrapins on one
of the Facebook pond-related pages, and people were being polite and helpful.
That’s a novel break with tradition; let’s hope it continues. And there was
talk about a supposedly upcoming government announcement about the pension age
rising. Let’s hope not for a while, eh?
Some new geocaches had gone live; a series of six challenge
caches. To claim a find on the first one you have to have found two geocache
types in two countries, for the third three geocache types in three countries,
and so on… We are good up to four icon types in four different countries (Belgium,
Uzbekistan, France and Spain). Some people thrive on that sort of thing;
everyone plays the game differently. Each to their own, I suppose… as long as
people are playing nicely and not squabbling.
I Munzed, got Wordle (tinge) on the second go, and
got ready for the off.
We drove up to Kings Wood where we walked three and a half
miles. Walking about an hour and a half later than usual there were a lot more
people in the woods. We didn’t see any deer but there was plenty of evidence of
them (turds), and quite a few squirrels too. I ran my bird-detecting app
twice; the first time it found a Bonapart’s Gull; a rare
visitor to the UK and which is the only gull to nest in trees. There’s plenty
of those in King’s Wood.
We came home for a cuppa and an out-of-date Bakewell tart.
After I’d scoffed it I told my diet app about it and found that it was over
four hundred calories. Back in the day what with it being a week past it’s
sell-by I would have scoffed two just to use them up, and that would be half my
day’s calorie allowance in one hit. And whilst I’m calorie counting, a three
and a half mile walk round the woods equates to just over one and a half
Bakewell tarts. I did some chess puzzles; you can do three a day (for free)
on chess dot com.
I then drove down to Folkestone. “Daddies’ Little Angel TM”
had a video meeting which was the culmination of this week’s meetings. I sat
with her… I won’t elaborate today. One day I might. Let’s just say that it’s
become something of a family tradition that when there’s major family disaster
we have KFC, and (sod the calories) that’s what we scoffed this evening
for tea.
In a week’s time it’s Black Friday… to cheer us up a tad,
bearing in mind what fun our monthly games nights are, I might just get an Infinity Table if there’s
any going cheap…
Oh – and if you give a bung of twenty quid or more to the
stupid moustache thingy, the nice people at Pringles will match your donation.
If you want to give a donation to it, here’s the links (again)…
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