I felt rather rough this morning when I got up, having
again done that thing where I woke up full of energy and raring to go only to
find it was twenty past one.
After laying awake for a while I got up, made toast and
thought better about putting the telly on. I have no idea what was going on
with “The Witcher” and couldn’t be arsed to start watching anything else,
so I had a look at the Internet – it’s a standard fall-back position. I sent
out birthday wishes to the one friend having a birthday today, and had my usual
look at Facebook. There was a rather entertaining photo on one of the pages I
follow. Seemingly taking the piss out of a religious band, it turned out the
thing was made-up satire. So much on
the internet is just made-up, isn’t it?
And our local councilor posted that there’s going to be a closure of a local
footpath so that necessary work can be done. It’s a shame that the
closure will come into effect a few days before Christmas, and then will
probably stay closed but with nothing going on between Christmas and the New
Year. This is the sort of silliness that the chap got voted in to stop, isn’t
it?
And there was whinging on one of the Hastings-related
Facebook pages I follow. An arcade of shops had closed because no one shopped
in them. Many people were blaming the council. Don’t people realise that it
isn’t the local council that opens and closes shops; the shops are
profit-making businesses, and all the time it is quicker and cheaper to have an
Amazon van deliver things to your door the shops will carry on closing.
I Munzed and opened a gold qrate getting a mini-vendor
cubimal. There’s never a dull moment in Munzee, is there? I got Wordle on the
fourth attempt, and got ready for the off whilst the dogs ate their brekkie…
eventually.
Bailey will only eat hers if she has a spoon of Treacle’s
senior dog food mixed in.
I loaded the dogs into the car and we drove over to the
garage where we left the car for a service.
We had a little episode as we walked home. Some idiot on a
pedal bike got rather impatient because the pavement wasn’t wide enough for him
to get past us and he expected us to step out if the way into the road for him.
He got rather angry when I suggested that he should go on the road as cycling
on the pavement was illegal. I probably didn’t help matters much when I
corrected him. He said that cycling on the path wasn’t “f…ing illegal”;
I agreed that it wasn’t “f…ing illegal”, it was just “illegal” (a
subtle difference). Which it is.
I also noticed loads of dog turds on the pavements as we
walked home. When I was a lad, dog turds everywhere was de rigeur. People
started picking up the turds in the nineties, but just lately it would seem
that us who gather the dung are in a minority.
I got home and made us both a cuppa. And then I had an
email form the garage saying that my car was due for a service. And then I had
another email from the garage with a video of the underside of my car. I played
it a few times but sadly couldn’t understand a word that the chap on the video
was saying.
I saw someone outside looking uncertain. Someone fiddling
on their phone was looking at our garden… I went out – it was a fellow hunter
of Tupperware looking for the huge geocache in our front garden. We had a
little chat… that huge box in the front garden is broken and needs replacing.
It’s needed replacing for some time, but the chap I spoke with this morning has
given me a little idea of something that might work…
I got the message that the car was ready, so I walked the
dogs back over to get it. The service went well; there were a couple of
advisories, but the nice man said that nothing needed doing immediately. Which
was probably just as well.
We came home where I plumbed in the new DVD player. Not
that we watch that many DVDs, but quite of few of ours are American ones and
the old DVD player can’t play them. The new one seemed to manage on the one I
tested it with. It’s a shame that the battery compartment on the remote control
doesn’t close, but you can’t have everything.
I did a little CPD, and then seeing a
rather bright day outside I thought I might take the dogs for a decent walk.
Coming back from the garage and then going back to get the
car had been a dull walk, but by mid-day the woods would have been heaving with
normal people. I looked at the geo-map and wondered if a little walk along a
track in Godmersham might give the pups a little run. We drove out there only
to find what I’d hoped was a track was actually a tarmac-ed lane. But it wasn’t
busy and we had a good walk, and found a couple of geocaches, and got a couple
of virtual dog figurines whilst we were at it.
We came home via Chartham where we totally failed to find a
geocache in a derelict barn, but did find one stuck to a gate.
Once home I made us a cuppa with a Seal bar for lunch, then
I played the bots at chess dot com. You can set just how good the bots are on
that website. I’ve slowly worked up to being able to occasionally beat a level
seven hundred bot. I thought it might be time to ramp it up a tad more so I
took on a level one thousand bot which comprehensively caned my arse. Several
times.
After a rather good bit of dinner we sparked up the Infinity
table and had a little experiment with it. One of the joys of the thing is that
you can challenge people on other tables to play games remotely. We can
challenge others, but we don’t seem to be able to accept requests from others
to join in.
I expect we’ll sort it out…
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