I was up twice in the night. I shall miss having a
chodbin in the next room. I got up at seven o’clock and made a noise shaving so
that “er
indoors TM” might wake.
She didn’t.
So I clattered about a bit, and that didn’t work. In
the end I piled the dogs onto her, put my suitcase on the bed and stared
noisily filling it. That did the trick.
I then took the dogs out to do what dogs do. I can
only assume they’d taken to dumping in the thicket near the Sanctuary because
they’ve been scoffing like things possessed but dumping nowhere near as much as
the do at home. I hope they haven’t been dumping in the thicket near the Sanctuary;
the Sanctuary is a little shed in an unkempt corner of the garden where you go
to say your prayers, and the last thing anyone wants when saying their prayers
is a bonanza of dog dung.
I had a good look round, but didn’t find anything.
We seemed to get packed up rather quickly, and we were
soon on our way to Hutton Country Park; a little park near Brentwood. A walk
round there would break up our drive home, and there were ten geocaches there
which was an added bonus. They were rather well crafted geocaches too. We had a
good wander round; it was only a shame that Treacle was willful. With minutes
to go she made a bee-line for the swamp. I called her back; she ignored me. I
shouted at her, and she glared at me in a most indignant way. And then carried
on heading to the swamp. After a second bellow she eventually took some notice
of me.
We said our goodbyes, and headed home listening to
Radio Two as we drove. Have you ever listened to Radio Two? It was dire when my
gran used to listen to it (she died in 1984) and it hasn’t got any
better in the meantime.
We got home. It didn’t take that long to unpack. I
spent a little while straining my brain at geo-puzzles. There’s one outside the
pub we are going to tomorrow.
Feeling rather tired we had a cheeky KFC for dinner.
We scoffed it, and as the dogs slept we watched an episode of “The Orville”.
I’ve put some polish on my walking boots. It might
waterproof them a bit; it might not.
I’m going to have an early night. I’m absolutely worn
out.
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