What with not getting
home till gone 10.30pm and having a rather late tea and one thing and
another it was gone 1.30am before I went off to my pit last night. So
it's not really surprising that I didn't emerge until 8am this
morning.
I was half expecting
"Daddies
Little Angel TM"
and Sid to visit today, but she was working. So Fudge and I went off
for a walk on our own. Past the International train station, almost
as far as Arden Drive, then round to Henwood, the Willesborough
railway crossing, Frog's Island and home past Asda. Two hours
exercise can't be bad.
Fudge
was allowed off his lead at three different stages of the walk and he
was as good as gold; coming back when called every time. Even when he
saw a rabbit and gave chase he only chased for a little while before
coming back.
We
came home to find "My Boy
TM"
at home, and exchanged some insults before he set off on his way. I
put washing on the line and then after a crafty spot of lunch I spent
a couple of hours doing dull homework.
And
then I spent a frustrating couple of hours solving two relatively
local puzzle caches. Eventually I had their locations - all that
remained was for me to go and to the secret geocaching thing with
them.
With
er indoors TM"
off to a conglomeration of candlemongers this evening, me and Fudge
were at a loose end. So we set off to find those two puzzle caches
that I'd solved earlier. We found both. We could open neither.
Both
required that I took along the print-outs that I'd used to locate the
caches. I'd not printed out the vital bit that I'd needed for one,
and the print quality was too faint for me to see what I needed for
the other. And it was getting dark.
So
once home I copied a certain picture to my phone and consulted
wikipedia some more. I might just go back to those caches tomorrow. I
wonder if Furry Face would like another walk. As I type this the poor
dog is snoring. I think he's had walkies overload...
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