This morning's post
brought news of my forthcoming oximeter test prior to seeing someone
at the sleep clinic. Perhaps I might finally get something done about
this infernal insomnia. Again I felt I'd been awake for half the day
by the time er indoors TM" got up at
what anyone else would call a sensible time to be getting up.
I took "Furry
Face TM" for a walk. We went down through
Park Farm where we bumped into Anita. She fetched Lizzie-pup and the
four of us wandered round Park farm for a bit. Me and "Furry
Face TM" then continued up to an area that
"Daddies Little Angel TM" rather
accurately describes as LegoLand (because the houses all look as
though they are made from Lego). From here I did a little
geocache maintenance; three of my caches lie along the same footpath.
The first cache is
something to which I shall have to give some thought. The puzzle
leading to it is quite tricky; few people have solved the puzzle. The
actual location of the cache is currently fenced off with some sort
of groundwork going on. The cache itself had been put by that fence,
clearly having been deliberately smashed. Bearing in mind a
combination lock and chain (now both ruined) were an integral
part of the not insubstantial cache, that's over ten quid down the
toilet. Shall I replace it or not? I shall give it some thought.
The next cache was also
missing; having been flooded out in the recent rains. I replaced
that, as I did the next one which had been washed away by the winter
floods.
I didn't have the
opportunity to replace the last cache; being a rubber duck tethered
in a river I had been looking for a brick to use as an anchor. I
couldn't find one. There is never an old brick about when you need
one. Mind you my dog did find a huge bone which kept him quiet for
ten minutes.
Whilst we were out I got
a message via Facebook. (Mobile phones are wonderful toys). In
early December I'd seen a saxophone for sale and had offered just
under half the asking price knowing full well my offer would be
turned down. It was, but today the chap asked if I was still
interested in the sax. I've offered a hundred pounds (that I
haven't got) and we'll seee what happens.
Once home I got out the
lawnmower and strimmer and gave the lawn its first haircut of the
year. Both lawnmower and strimmer sounded knackered (to put it
bluntly). Let's hope that's not going to be more expense.
I could have done more in
the garden. I could have gone to get more shingle to finish off the
gravelling; but that is thirty-plus quid that can wait until after
pay day. I thought about doing the shed roof, but that is really a
two person job.
Instead I did more of my
on-line course. Week seven of Internet History, Technology, and
Security covered the application layer. I must have understood it
because I was a bit of a smartarse and got full marks in this week's
assessment. But on reflection I could not honestly say what the
lectures had been about. http-something was mentioned; as were ports.
I also got full marks in the second of the course's three optional
essays. The essays are for extra credit and I don't have to do them.
I've got full marks in the first two, but I think I shall choose not
to do the third one; "Choose an element or aspect of the
TCP/IP architecture and write a simple essay explaining how it works
to a non-technical person. This is about writing for a non-technical
audience." In all honestly I'm not entirely sure what an
element of the TCP/IP architecture is. If pressed I would go with
hydrogen or plutonium.
With this week's course
coursed I then attacked the laundry whilst watching episodes of
Family Guy. After four episodes of the adventures of the Griffin
family my clothes were in a neat pile again. I then fell asleep until
er indoors TM" came home. Over scoff we
watched a film; "Run, Fatboy, Run". I didn't think
I'd seen it before, but parts of it seemed quite familiar.
It's been a rather busy
four days holiday...
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