Ongoing back pain made
for a rather restless night; I was up and brekkie-ing by 7am. This
morning I was rather worried as I checked out the world of social
media. I didn't get to astro club last night; my back was against the
idea. But there's no denying that it wasn't a meeting I was especialy
looking forward to: just a meet-up in a pub (which I couldn't
really afford).
Usually on the day after
astro club Facebook is awash with comments and praise for the
previous evening's meeting. This morning there wasn't a single
comment about yesterday's meeting. Not one.
I
took a walk into town to post a parcel. As I went I weaved in and out
of the recycling bins strewn all over the pavements. Would
it cause the recycling binmen physical pain to leave the bins in such
a place that the pavements aren't *completely* obstructed when
they have done the few bins that they can be bothered to empty.
I'm
all for recycling in theory. In practice it seems to be leaving a lot
to be desired.
Once
home I took
"Furry
Face TM"
for a walk round the block. He seemed to like that. And then we got
in the car and set off to Hastings to see my mum on her birthday. The
intention was to get her a pressie on the way, but all the florists
on the way were closed. Eventually we found somewhere near Tenterden
Mum was well, and liked
her pressie. We then came home via a rather scenic route along the
coast where we sat on the beach and had chips. Our route also took
in half a dozen geocaches as we went. Including one which was right
next to a playpark. Regular readers of this drivel may recall that my
piss boiled last year when I had a cache turned down by the
authorities because it was (apparently) too close to a
playpark. I have compiled a list of a dozen caches which are far
closer to playparks and have been accepted. Today's one was about ten
yards from where the kiddies would play. It turns out that today's
discovery was quite acceptable because the rule about hiding caches
near where people might get arrrested doesn't apply to caches hidden
before that ruling was made.
I can't see the
distinction myself; either a geocache is fine near a playpark or it
is not?
Whilst we were out my
phone lost its connection to the Internet. It loses signal from time
to time. But the signal didn't come back this time. After four
re-boots over ten miles I came to the conclusion that either my phone
had gone west or the network had gone squafty. So I phoned my phone
provider. Eventually I got through to someone who wanted to check
every setting on my phone. I told him I was a busy chap; I would
fart with the phone later. In the meantime would he tell me if there
was there a problem with the network. Yes or no?
Eventually the chap
conceded that there was nothing wrong with the network. Getting
that admission took some doing. Why do so many people have such
difficulty giving a straight answer to a straight question? I told
him I'd continue the call when I got home and I had time to fiddle
about.
Five minutes later my
phone beeped. A text message; my network provider had spent the
afternoon upgrading the network. If I would just reboot my phonne I
could take advantage of all the new functionality. So I rebooted my
phone and took advantage of all the new functionality. Not taht I
can see much difference.
I would have thought that
the people spoke with should have known what was going on when I
phoned and asked? Yet another thing about my mobile provider which
leaves me not wanting to renew the contract when it expires over the
summer.
Once home, with no film
night planned for tonight, we slobbed about in front of the telly for
the rest of the evening. And scoffed Christmas pudding...
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