With no alarm set we didn’t get up until after eight
o’clock this morning. I had a shave, made toast and had a look at the Internet.
I saw that the Geocaching Association of Great Britain had elected a new
committee. This might possibly be a good thing… depending on who got elected.
A few years ago I was nominated to their committee but
I chose not to get involved. When I asked what (exactly and specifically)
they did, I was told it depended on who they had on their committee. If they
had people who liked to travel then they would stage events all over the place.
If they had people who were IT-savvy then they would do IT things. At that time
they appointed a fourteen year old child (who lived a couple of hours drive
away) who made the announcement that he was “in charge of geocaching in
the South” and seemingly did very little else that I could see.
With not a lot else happening and the rain seeming to be
easing off I got the dogs onto their leads and we went up to the woods. I wore
a coat as rain showers had been forecast; it stayed dry for our entire walk.
We did our “winter walk” avoiding the worst of the
mud. Sadly avoiding the worst of the mud also means avoiding where we are most likely to see deer. But
there it is.
As we walked we found a toilet roll that had been unwound
and left in the rain about a mile and a half from the car park. And we found a
squirrel that had been dead for some time. Pretty much an average walk, really.
But there’s no denying that with the silly beard gone, my face certainly felt
the cold.
We came home where paws and bellies got a wash, and I made
us both a cuppa. I then phoned the local hospital. It’s been some time since I
had my annual endoscope up the nose and I wanted to be sure that I will get an
annual check-up. They managed to drop me off of the system after my first nasal
re-bore. I phoned the out-patients department and the automated system told me
that I was in position twenty-one in the queue. I wrote up some CPD for half an
hour while I waited to get through. Eventually a nice lady said that I had been
due for a review last September and that she would put me through to the ENT
department. And then she said she couldn’t as the phones just went through to
an answering machine… which had always been my experience of the ENT
department.
I’m assured someone will be in touch about an appointment.
I Munzed. Being the first day of the Munzee Clan War I put
out some Christmas cards. And I Wordled through “about”, “trace”
and “plate” to “haste”.
I thought about going into the garden to pootle. Over the
summer I spent an inordinate amount of time pootling in the garden. But not
today. In much the same way that the morning’s forecast rain showers didn’t
happen, the forecast dry afternoon didn’t happen either.
Instead I had a look at something that the nice man from
Infinity Table dot com had sent me about how I could get into the workings of
the Sky hub to allow it to accept game requests from Chris. It all looked
rather technical and with the potential to turn the Sky hub into a rather
expensive brick. We can send out game requests, and that’s good enough to be
getting on with for now.
I sorted out the undercrackers that I’d washed and
tumble-dried on Monday (I always take an age to do that job), fixed the
bathroom light cord, and tuned in to chess dot com. The nice people there gave
me a free lesson in how to sacrifice bits to get a victory, challenged me to my
daily three free puzzles, and comprehensively handed me my arse on a plate in a
dozen games in which I was totally thrashed.
I posted up today’s
installment of the advent story, and “er indoors TM” boiled
up a very good bit of dinner which we washed down with a bottle of plonk and
then the dogs amazed me. Usually right after dinner they go sit on the sofa
with “er indoors TM”. This evening they all sat around
me looking hopeful. Usually when we have a bottle of plonk I crack open some
cheese biscuits to share with them. They’d clearly seen the bottle of plonk and
knew what that usually meant.
So I opened some cheesy biccies.
And then we had a go on the Infinity table… The thing
accepts incoming friend requests, so why doesn’t it accept incoming game
requests?
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