Another restless
night – fortunately the morning’s post brought my referral to the sleep clinic.
I was pleased about that.
After a spot of
brekkie I took “Furry Face TM “ for his morning constitutional. We went up past the civic centre, out
through the back of Hythe Road and home via South Willesborough, Frog’s Island
and Pets at Home. We only tried to fight with two motorbikes, a milk float, a
removals lorry and one cat, so the walk was rather uneventful.
I’d bought my dog
a stuffed bone in the pet shop, so once home I settled him down with said bone
and went up to town. There was money to pay into the astro club’s bank account
and a cheque to pay into my bank account. And I’d been given money and vouchers
for my birthday so I had plans to see if I couldn’t buy something or other. Family
and friends have been really generous (for which I am very grateful),
and I thought I’d treat myself. I’ve been toying with the idea of a saxophone
for some time…
Whilst in the
first bank my phone rang. The matriarch of Kent geocaching wondered if I knew
that a series of geocaches was going live even as we spoke. I didn’t, and made
a snap decision to chase some First to Finds. So I abandoned all plans and
voomed home, collected “Furry Face TM “ and my wellies and set off to Wye.
As I parked my car
I saw a familiar face. One of the local cachers had been for the first cache in
the series, couldn’t find it, and his phone had gone flat. So together we went
back to the cache and together we couldn’t find it either.
We did find the
next two though, and we were the first to do so. But after the third cache
Simon had to leave us and go to work, so Fudge and I carried on up the Downs
where, despite an intensive search we failed to find the next cache. We got the
two after that, and then broke the next one. I say “broke”; I’m taking
the line that having been out in the rain for some weeks has taken its toll (they
went live today but were hidden six weeks ago).
At this point of
our walk we were at the top of Wye Downs. Some wonderful scenery; the best
views for miles around, one of the highest points in the county and through
some amazing feat of local geology it was one of the muddiest places I have
ever found. “Furry Face TM “ was
actually swimming through the mud.
The next cache
eluded us entirely, but we got FTF on the next two. Just as I was approaching
the last cache I met a young family coming the other way. They fussed my muddy
dog, and we chatted politely. It was only on reading the log at the next cache
that I realised that this young family were also geocaching, and had beaten me
to the last FTF by fifteen minutes.
And so home where
I hosed my dog down half a dozen times until he was eventually mud-free. I took a few photos whilst we were out, and I put
them on-line. As I did so I had an email from the people who look after the
hall in which we stage the astro club. They have had a minor disaster and there
is currently no running water or functioning toilets in the hall. And there
won’t be for Friday’s meeting either. That’s a nuisance.
I then got on with
dyson-ing and doing the laundry and washing up and all the dull old trivia. As
I took the recycling out I found a five pound note lying in the front garden.
That was a result. I then fell asleep in front of the computer for a couple of
hours.
With ‘er indoors TM off bowling I watched the
BattleStar Galactica prequel movie “Blood
and Chrome”. It was quite good really, even if I did seem to lose
interest half way through…
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