I woke in something of a
sweat this morning. I’d had this rather vivid dream that seven year
old Lacey wanted to have a go at tattooing and she’d drawn (carved)
the world’s worst attempt at Mickey Mouse across my face. I found
myself jumping awake with something of a sense of relief to find it
was all a dream.
My dog helped me scoff my
toast, and I checked the internet. The rather tricky puzzle cache I’d
set yesterday had gone live shortly after 6am, but no one had found
it by 8.30am. That is unheard of in Ashford. I checked all my sums
and calculations but could find no mistake. With brekkie scoffed I
took my dog for a walk. He got into quite a nasty and vicious fight
with a Labrador in the park; he got quite a shouting-at after that
little fracas. I think it worked (for a while) since he walked at
heel for a good ten minutes after that.
He then terrorised two
Scotties and a Lurcher and there was a rather entertaining few
minutes when he was being mocked by a flotilla of passing ducks. The
ducks seemed to know he wouldn’t go into the pond after then, so
they took up station about five yards offshore in Singleton Lake and
wound him up. He soon lost interest in the ducks when he met up with
a passing Spaniel and the two of them had quite a good game together.
At one point the Spaniel jumped in the pond, and Fudge jumped in as
well. This rather upset the ducks that all swam off as quickly as
they could.
Once home I got the lawn
mower out. It’s arguably a little late in the year to be mowing the
lawn, but its best kept short, if only to aid location of what Fudge
leaves behind.
It has to be said that he
garden is a mess. A few years ago it was rather good. Not any more.
And then the guitar
started. Someone nearby has got an electric guitar and was having a
strum. When I get my sax I too shall make a noise. Mind you it won’t
be any time soon. Saxophones aren’t cheap. I saw one was for sale
in Maidstone, but turned out he wanted far too much money for it.
When I turned the offer own the chap said that he was open to offers;
did I have any gold or other valuables I might like to offer as
payment (!)
I then had a look at my
diary for the next few weeks and into the new year, but until I get
my next shift rota I couldn't really plan very much, so I didn't.
Instead I wasted some time in Candy Crush Saga until er indoors
TM" came home. We then scoffed a rather
good curry whilst watching more episodes of "Big Bang
Theory".
And my head hurts. It's
done so all day. On Monday when out I managed to head-butt a branch
and I seem to have carved a lump out of my bonce. It's still rather
sore...
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