I woke shivering at 4am
having somehow thrown all the covers off of me. As I tried to sort
out the mess I'd made of the bedding I had the shock of my life.
"Furry Face TM" had somehow
sneaked upstairs in the night and had made himself a nest inside the
covers I'd thrown off of myself and over him. He sprung from a
tangled blanket and licked my nose. Try as I might I wasn't going to
get back to sleep after that fright.
Over a spot of brekkie I
listened to next door clanging on their piano. There is an old adage
"practice makes perfect". If only it were so. In
several years of clanging, practice has so far not even got as far as
"not bad". But I'm not complaining. All the time
they clang that piano morning, noon and night I have no qualms about
making as muck noise as I like.
With er indoors TM"
off candlemongering I set off on a geo-mission with Lisa. First we
went to Pembury to see if we could find one of the county's oldest
geocaches. We found it, as had some "normal people".
Someone had written in the log "I have found your stuff in
this box I think you are f*ing strange". Which was nice.
From there we went on to
Tunbridge Wells for the monthly cacher's meeting. It was good to meet
up with friends, and after an hour or so spent chatting eight of us
went off on a geo-stroll of about five miles and twenty-something
caches. Some tricky cache hides; the GPS co ordinates seemed to be
variable. At one point I was up a tree; at another I was nearly
breaking my neck. There wasn't too much mud, and on the way one of
our number found his two thousandth cache.
I do like these monthly
cachers meetings. It's an ideal chance to meet up and chat with with
like-minded people and go for a stroll with friends old and new.
Today we had a really good gossip, and had a good walk in the
sunshine with others who don't think there's anything wrong with
hunting out plastic boxes in the woods
With the walk done we
went back to the pub for a crafty half and then came home. I walked
"Furry Face TM" round the block,
and with er indoors TM" off to the
film night I settled down in front of the telly for a slob-about and
to recharge my batteries for more geo-nonsense tomorrow.
My neck really aches now.
I wonder if I ricked it earlier when nearly breaking it...?
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