I slept surprisingly well
last night, nor waking in the night, and staying in my pit until gone
8am. That very rarely happens. The face fur was really itching this
morning. It was around the neck which itched the most, so I got
pruning. I'm not sure it's a good idea, but the shape of the mutton
chops is now there; it just needs to grow some more. Which my loyal
readers could help with if they were to get
sponsoring the thing.
I put some laundry into
the washing machine and took Fudge for a little walk. Through the
park to have a third go for a geocache I failed to find twice
previously. I found it this time. And then on to another cache on the
other side of the town. Whilst it passed an hour or so, solo caching
was rather lonely.
In retrospect most of the
hobbies I seem to take up are taken up for the social aspect far more
than for the hobby itself.
Whilst out my mobile
rang. An employment agency with a possible job opening. I am trying
not to get my hopes up, but it would be exactly the job I want to do.
Home, where I ironed some
shirts and sorted my undercrcakers. Never a dull moment. And with
undercrackers sorted I went round to collect "My Boy TM"
and we went to the driving range for an hour's whacking golf balls
about. I can hit a golf ball maybe a quarter of the distance that "My
Boy TM" can clout them, but today was only
my third attempt. Actually making contact with the ball takes some
doing. But I shall get there eventually.
Being Tuesday the clans
gathered. After listening to the AHBS show we watched "Merlin".
The show hs promise, but there is a definite theme to the program. I
cannot help but wonder which of the leading characters will be taken
ill next week...
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