We’ve taken to putting Gold Radio on the Alexa in the
mornings (except for Saturdays) and this morning there were quite a few
Christmas songs being played. There are those who go mad for Christmas; as I
drove home last night there were several houses locally with their Christmas
lights up (including nice next door). It was all rather festive, but as
I’ve said before, for me the trouble with starting Christmas too early is that
I’ve had enough of it by mid-December. After all, there’s still a week to go
before the Advent Calendar opens.
Perhaps this year I might try something different, I might
join in, do all the Christmas stuff in early December, and ignore the thing
when it actually happens. It’s a thought…
I made toast and peered into the Internet to see what else
I might moan about (I’m doing that too much). Several people were
posting memes about it being Monday; roll on Friday… I quite like my current
work pattern. What with no two weeks being the same I don’t get any Monday
morning feelings.
I Munzed and then got stuck after my first attempt at
Wordle so I got dressed and despite the weather forecast took the dogs out.
As we drove to the woods so the pundits on the radio were
talking about palm reading. It was claimed that for all that it is a load of
old tosh, loads of influential people have believed in it over the years
including Sir Isaac Newton.
We got to the woods where the mud had melted. We had a good
walk; if a tad muddy. As we walked so a deer crossed the path not ten yards
away from me. It calmly looked at me, watched me got my phone out to try to
take a photo, and just walked off as I tried to take the piccie.
We came back to the car park to see a pair of normal people
shouting at their dog for no reason that I could fathom. Some people spend
their entire walk shouting at their dogs; we walked four and a half miles and I
didn’t have to tell mine off at all.
We came home for a bath… bellies were very grubby. I made
us both a cuppa and had a look at the monthly accounts. They could be worse,
but they could certainly do with being a whole lot better.
With the dogs settled we needed a little shopping. There
was a particular nearby geocache on the way, finding which would give you the
first of the next set of geocaching Treasures. I found it (or its temporary
replacement) and got a virtual pug for my troubles.
The Tesco clubcard got me a reduction on some bottles of
stout, and then it was home for a spot of lunch.
I then had a little look at the geo-map to plan getting
more geo-Treasures. The current series is virtual dog figurines which look to
be good fun. There’s a few near Winchelsea which might make for a little walk
this weekend if the weather is up for it.
And then leaving Morgan with “er indoors TM”,
I loaded Treacle and Bailey into the car and we went to Doggy Dentist. Morgan’s
gob seems OK, but the girls’ teeth aren’t what they might be, so every three
months they go to the dentist for a scale and polish… much like humans do. Both
were as good as gold during their treatments, but both had the thumbs-down in
different ways. Bailey has a sore gum and needs cream applying, and Treacle is
chomping her daily chicken’s foot on only one side of her mouth and its teeth
scraping goodness is only working on that side of her mouth.
We shall work on those two issues, and hopefully there will
be some improvement before their next appointment in late February.
“er indoors TM” went off bowling
and I watched an episode of “The Witcher”. I’m now into season three,
and I have to admit I’m watching it with something of a sense of “WTF is
going on”. There’s some meaty hunk who’s a dab hand with a sword (both
metal and pork) and a rather foxy sorceress-woman both of whom are
protecting some princess or other. But why they are protecting her, and why the
baddies want to capture her is anyone’s guess. Perhaps a little more plot and a
little less swordfighting (both metal and pork) wouldn’t go amiss?
Meanwhile the mutton chops are now into their last
week, and here’s the links (again)…
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