Over brekkie I watched
the first episode of “Revolution”.
It was among the freebies on the SkyPlus box; I’d heard good
reports about the show. This first episode seemed OK; mind you I’ve
always liked post-apocalyptic fiction. One of the leading actresses
seemed familiar. I thought I’d seen her on “Star Trek”;
she’d actually been on “Lost”. Either way... I would (!)
I then took "Furry
Face TM" round the park to test out
Wherigo Mk II. It worked well; completely according to plan. Whilst
we were out we met another “plum”. What is it with me? - Do I
have an idiot magnet? Sometimes it seems so. This bloke was walking
his dog. I say “dog”; the animal was at least
three-quarters rhinoceros. I suppose I have seen chunkier animals;
just not chunkier dogs. It wasn't especially big, or fat, just
epically chunky. The dog's owner started shrieking when Fudge and the
"rhino" approached each other. He had fits when they
started playing nicely. I *really* couldn't see what his
problem was, so I smiled sweetly and left him to his hysteria.
Once home I did the
geo-admin for my new Wherigo, and then I set off to work. Over
brekkie I had noticed that a new geocache had gone live on my way to
work. I didn't fancy setting off to work four hours early, and I had
thought I might pick it up on my way in to work. So I went to work
via Challock, and after a little walk I was rather surprised to find
that no one else had already been for this cache yet. I was First to
Find. Happy dance.
I would have done a
little Ingressing in Challock had there been any EE Internet signal.
Yet again "Everything Everywhere" is demonstrably
"Nothing In Most Places". I really should complain
again
As it was on my way I
popped in to the pet shop. "Furry Face TM"
is getting very fussy about what he will and will not eat, so I've
bought some different dog foods. I've found that if I mix two foods
he doesn't like, he often scoffs them up in combination.
Mind you for a dog which
doesn't eat very much he is becoming remarkably rotund.
I also checked on a
geocache I'd hidden by the pet shop some time ago. I'd had a few
messages to say the thing needed a little attention. I had a
look-see. It seemed fine to me.
Work was work, and at
lunch time I blasted away in the works car park on my saxophone. I
didn't realise that a colleague has mucking about in her car nearby.
After lunch break she was rather complementary, and actually
identified the tunes I had been strangling. I was quite pleased about
that...
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