Up with the lark, and
over brekkie I watched more of the documentary about Royal Marines in
training. This week many of them passed their final tests and got
their green berets. I say "many of them" - over half
of those who started the training had dropped out over the six months
training before facing the final assault courses.
I then checked my emails
and seeing little of note I started planning a geo-walk for this
coming Sunday. I'm not sure what the weather is going to do, but it
doesn't hurt to make plans. If the worst comes to the worst we can
just postpone for a week or so. Mind you bearing in mind the rain of
yesterday and today, somewhere off of fields and on to tarmac would
probably be a good idea.
In the past I've just
randomly selected somewhere to go, and off we go. But bearing in mind
my experiences round Kent lately I thought I'd check out any possible
geo-targets before we set out to Dymchurch. I'm glad we did. Two of
the weekend's possible geocaches we might have searched for would
seem to have long since vanished. Again these had been originally
hidden seven years ago by people who've not been active on the
geo-web site for years. So I squealed them to the geo-authorities.
Off to work. As I drove
the radio was abuzz with the latest debate between the pro- and anti-
factions concerning
Scottish independence. The feeling was that the argument was won
by the pro-independence bunch, but that it was more of a petty
squabble rather than a reasoned debate. Which is both rather typical
of all politics and is also a sad indictment of the political
process.
I stopped off at
Morrisons on the way to work. I got apples and bananas and armpit
squirt. Yesterday I mentioned that I might get a bottle of
Chateauneuf du Pape. I might have done; I could get five bottles of
the cheap stuff for the same price. I got a bottle of the cheap
stuff; we shall see what that is like. I then went on to work where I
did my bit. In a novel break with tradition I didn't do sax practice;
for the first time in months rain stopped play. Instead I sat in the
staff room and fell asleep whilst reading my Kindle app. Which is the
very reason I prefer playing the saxophone at lunch time; I'm fed up
with falling asleep during the day time.
There was a lot of talk
today about the ketogenic
diet and how it is a wonderful way to lose weight. It sounds
counter-intuitive; one scoffs cheese, sausages, bacon and cream and
looses weight. Apparently. I might just give that a go.
I then came home and ran
"Furry Face TM" round the block.
We would have had more of a walk but we got as far as the Bowens
Field Park and the rain started so we came home again. I completed my
plans for a geo-walk around Dymchurch on Sunday; if any of my loyal
readers fancy coming along, the more the merrier.
Being Tuesday those of
the clans that weren't stuck on broken trains in the channel tunnel
gathered at Beaver Road. Tonight we watched another episode of "The
100". For all that the show has a good premise and a good
plot, it could do with characters. So far there's not a single person
in the show that I am warming to.
I wonder if it has been
cancelled yet...
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