Another terrible night's
sleep. I was woken by the gentle breathing of my beloved shortly
before 3am, and despite me giving her a light shake, a more forceful
push, and even a straight kick up the chuff, her snoring continued.
One of my more vigorous attacks earned me a punch up the bracket
accompanied by the warning to leave her alone as she was asleep.
Which was nice for some.
I gave up trying to
sleep, and sat with Fudge watching Babylon 5 DVDs. That is I watched
the DVDs. Furry Face didn't. He snored too. He knows which is the
winning side. Eventually it was time to set off to work. As I drove
the weather was awful, and I consoled myself with the fact that the
rain would have spoiled the day if I had not been working. Imagine my
reaction when the rain stopped shortly after 8am and we had a lovely
day.
The radio featured
another article on the proposed high speed rail link to connect
London with strange places known only in legend. Places such as
"Birmingham" and "Leeds".
It would seem that one of
the major obstacles to the proposed high speed rail link is that
whilst a lot of people are in favour of in in a theoretical way, no
one actually wants the rail line anywhere near their house.
NIMBYism rules, OK!!!
And
the news went on to boil my piss again. The results of the most
recent census are in. There are one hundred and thirty eight thousand
people in the UK who can't speak English.
That's not "speak
English badly" - that's "can't speak English at
all". The number that speak English badly is over seven
hundred thousand. There's free English lessons for anyone who wants
them. What's going on? How can anyone live somewhere where they don't
speak the predominant language? And in a sign of the times, the
second most used language in the UK today is Polish...
I checked my emails -
more constructive criticism about a series of geocaches I put out a
couple of months ago. Mind you it was very constructive and polite,
for which I was grateful.
Regular readers of this
drivel may recall that I recently hid a series of geocaches to the
south of the town. They were in a circular pattern, but were
multi-caches. The idea is that you go to a certain point, solve a
clue and then go on to the geocache proper. I also staggered the
caches so that here would be an element of doubling back on yourself.
I had this idea that it might be fun.
From the feedback I've
received it seems that I was mistaken. Only the hardened cachers are
bothering with my "Manky's Multi March". The clues seem to
be rather tricky, and the amount of walking involved is off-putting
to a lot of people. In fact it would seem that the word on the street
is to avoid these caches altogether.
I've decided to revamp
the series. My idea originally was to have a staggered series of
caches. That's clearly not worked. I shall re-order them to be more
logical; with one leading on to the next. And maybe pop some
traditional caches in between them. That will give me something to do
on my next day off whilst I'm walking Furry Face. If it's not
raining...
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