I slept well last night.
Very well. I didn't hear "er indoors TM"
getting up this morning, nor did I hear Furry Face sneaking upstairs
and jumping on the bed. Mind you I certainly heard him when he had a
woofing fit for no adequately explored reason. Rather a rude
awakening - there was no dozing off after that. So I got up , did my
morning round and intended to take Fudge for a walk. Being a cold day
there was no way he was going out without his coat on. He took one
look at that coat and ran off. I spent five minutes chasing him round
the house before I could catch him. In retrospect maybe I should have
just left him unwalked today if he didn't want to go out.
We got out eventually,
and Fudge was slow. So slow - stopping and sniffing everything. He
seemed particularly fascinated by other dog's eggs today. Normally if
we find a Richard III which has been left by another mutt he'll give
it a sniff and move on, but today he was totally enamoured with them.
I suspect it was something to do with them all being frozen. We
eventually got round our standard walk and came home again. Once home
I then put him behind the dog gate and I loaded cardboard and rubbish
into the car and set off on a tip run. I've blogged about the tip
before. It never fails to wind me up. And it did so again today. The
usual tip is currently closed. It has been for some time - it's being
re-built. But I noticed new road signs giving directions to the tip
as I drove. These new road signs took me to the old tip which is
little more than a closed building site. It was just as well I knew
where to go - I found the emergency back-up tip a couple of weeks
ago (whilst out geocaching!) Unusually no one else had any
rubbish to unload this morning, and so I was done very quickly.
I came home via the
co-op. I felt I deserved my lunch from there today. The car park was
a nightmare, but eventually I got parked. I fought my way through the
scrum in the shop, got what I wanted, and joined the queue to pay.
The queue wasn't short. I found myself standing in front of some old
git who was huffing and puffing and getting redder and redder because
other people had dared to be in front of him. Silly old bugger. The
more he moaned at me about his having to wait, the more I tried to
wind him up. I think I succeeded very well. By the time I got to the
till he was a rather pronounced shade of crimson.
And so home, where I
scoffed my lunch. And then went through my letter rack. All rather
dull. Bills for the astro club, updating bank details for the astro
club. I would seem to have stuffed up my personal accounts and have a
hundred quid more than I realised. That will come in handy - I expect
I will be presented with unexpected bills before too much longer.
I spent a few minutes
taking up a pair of trousers, and then no day's leave is complete
without laundry, so I wasted an hour ironing before falling asleep
in front of the telly. "er indoors TM"
came home and in novel break with tradition joined in my on-going
tidying up campaign. She unearthed some really expensive chocolate
five years past its sell-by dye which had semi-liquified and was
growing mould. Eeeww!
Over a rather good curry
we then watched the Johnny Depp version of "Alice in
Wonderland". It is arguable that I sank too much port during
this film.. hic!!.
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