Yesterday evening
once I’d got the laundry done I carried on solving geo-puzzles till really
late, and so consequently I slept well. I was licked awake by my Patagonian
Tripe-Hound at 7.30am, and after a swift bit of brekkie we went for our walk.
We had fun at the
lake. Someone with more money than sense had thrown several Domino’s pizzas
into the lake, and many of the sections were floating quite near the water’s
edge. I was amazed that the ducks hadn’t scoffed it. In retrospect I shouldn’t
really have been amazed that “Furry Face TM “ tried (and succeeded) in scoffing
loads of it. I eventually chased him away from the soggy pizza; it took some
doing.
He wasn’t happy
about not being allowed to eat the rancid stuff, and rolled in a dead frog in
protest.
Home, where
intensive bathing eventually removed all the frog gunge. And as “Furry Face TM“ scoffed the breakfast I intended him to eat,
I carried on solving geo-puzzles/ One in particular nearly made my brain
explode. Kakuro is a particularly fiendish form of soduku which I
eventually solved by beating my head against the PC for an hour.
I’ve now got all
the solving done that I can do for this series of caches. There’s still a few
figures to get, but they have to be done on-site. I’m now ready to go get the
caches. However there is a slight hiccup here. In a novel break with tradition
the rest of my geo-posse have announced that they too are going to solve the
puzzles before we go get them. Whilst that is “as God intended”, there
might now be a delay before we actually head off to Teynham.
After a spot of
lunch (and more “Pride and Prejudice”) I made a start on my next talk
for the astro club. I say “my next talk” – I downloaded half a dozen
PowerPoint presentations on galaxies, and used a combination of the slides in
those presentations together with Wikipedia to blag a talk of my own. It’s
about half way done now. I shall come back to it over the next few weeks.
Being Tuesday the
clans gathered – this time at the Admiralty. We watched wonderful music videos,
fussed the cats, and after a crafty glass of port watched Tom Baker star as Doctor
who thwarting cyber-feloniousness.
And today is
something of an end of an era. A couple of years ago my job was transferred to
Canterbury, and shortly after that I was fortunate enough to be able to work
all my weekly hours in three long working days. I’ve been given something of a
professional advancement; however this necessitates going back to a five-day
working week. Starting tomorrow. There’s more money and the chance of future
advancements, but in the short term that pay increase will be more than made up
for with increased petrol costs.
I’m going to miss
my mid-week days at home…
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