I logged all of what I'd
scoffed on MyFitnessPal dot com last night, and was suitably under my
calorie allowance. Lets see if I can keep this up.
I
woke this morning with a terrible backacke and over a spot of brekkie
I saw that the Teston squabble was still going on. The whole sorry
tale was summed up this morning on Facebook: "For
Sale - Something. Size - indeterminate. Colour - unspecified. Price -
to be announced after you've bought it".
I'm now getting to the
end of my tether with this whole sorry story, and I've emailed the
organiser to find out what's going on. He seems to be rather
oblivious of everyone's organising the event around him, but the
official line is what we've all been told all along - there might or
might not be an event at Teston in June. We know the possible
weekend, but not the duration of the possible event. And we have
absolutely no idea of the cost.
I like to organise my
life as far in advance as is possible. There are other events going
on that weekend. Folkestone airshow and geocache camps amongst
others. To say nothing of staging a camp of our own. Any possible
event at Teston in June is fast going to be left by the wayside.
"Daddies Little
Angel TM" arrived with Sid, and as "er
indoors TM" set off to work so we took
the dogs on their morning constitutional. Bowens Field was still very
flooded, and as we walked I took the opportunity to wind up the most
recent fruit of my loin by searching for a geocache which had gone
live in the area recently. “Duck
in Distress” had been hidden by "er indoors TM"
in memory of a little episode I had in the area some six years ago.
Some of the more hardened of my loyal readers might recall the
incident, but (as always) if
you know where to look you might care to call up the entry for 20
September 2006.
Let’s just say that I
was grateful not to be in the river this time.
We would have taken the
dogs further, but the fields were waterlogged, so we came home, had a
cuppa, then went up into town. With "Daddies Little Angel TM"
taking the bus off to big school, I paid the astro club’s takings
into the bank. Again I missed the perfect opportunity to embezzle the
funds. I went to Wilkos to get the makings of some mild – I’ve
committed to brewing eighty pints of the stuff for various episodes
in April, but could only find enough ingredients to make forty pints.
Oh well – they did say I can use the Internet to have them order
the rest. I shall do that.
I then went looking for
duck decoys (for no adequately explored reason) but was unable
to find any. I shall have to rough it with a yellow bath duck.
Home, where I wound the
dogs up a little, and then did a tip run. Over the years we’ve
accumulated a load of computer components. We went through them the
other day. The vast majority of them are now obsolete, so I’ve
recycled them.
And then I had a quick
spot of “diet lunch” whilst watching more Babylon 5 DVDs
whilst both dogs slept on me. They are fine when asleep, but having
two dogs awake proved to be hard work. Whilst they did what dogs do,
I got that first batch of mild out of the tin and into the barrel. We
all then had a crafty snooze before the Rear Admiral arrived to
collect Sid and all his accessories. It was only after they'd gone
that I realised that Sid's bed had been left behind.
Being Tuesday the clans
gathered - this time at the Chrisery where we started season two of
"Merlin". We played "spot the historical
inaccuracies" (there were several), bandied insults,
and then came home again. Good times.
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