A rather good night's kip
was marred only by laying half-awake for over an hour in excuciating
agony because I didn't want to get up for a tiddle. If I get up and
tiddle, with the wonders of CPAP technology I can be asleep again in
less than five minutes. But I don't. I lay there in serious pain
because I don't want to actually get up. Which is silly.
I finally got up shortly
after 7am and spent a few minutes checking out the e-world. Not much
had happened overnight really. As I scoffed I had an email. A new
geocache had gone live only a mile away. I *could* have
jumped in the car and sped off chasing the FTF, but from the map it
looked like the cache was not too far from the route of our morning
walk. So I got dressed, put the lead onto "Furry Face TM"
and we went for our walk. We got to where the cache was, and after
quite a bit of searching I discovered that I was the first one to
find it after all. Happy dance.
We walked on to Singleton
Lake, and as we walked so the snow started. It only lasted for a
few minutes, but it was quite heavy and rather scenic.
As we walked we met
several other dogs; all of which were wearing coats. "Furry
Face TM" seemed to be the only dog in town
without a coat. I wish he'd wear one. We came through the park where
I again saw the white heron, and as I watched it flying about, so my
dog stole another dog's ball and ran off with it. I wish he wouldn't.
Thankfully the dog wasn't one of OrangeHead's pack so I was grateful
for small mercies. As luck would have it we met up with OrangeHead
as we walked along Christchurch Road. When she's not surrounded by
lackeys, synchophants and assorted hangers-on she's actually quite
civil, as she was this morning.
Once home I washed the
dirt from my dog's belly and spent a few minutes looking for the
charger for my telecope's power pack. I've a vague idea to suggest a
few observing sessions over the next few weeks, but need the power
pack charged first. I can't find it; this will be the second one
that I've lost. If it's not here by the weekend I'll go to Maplins to
buy a third.
I found out too late that
there is a huge toy
fair going on in London this week; I suppose I could have popped up
yesterday if I had known. Or possibly swapped shifts about. Still,
such is life. Sparks were playing in the UK only a couple of months
ago. It's rather frustrating to find out about these things after the
event.
I watched a DVD, had an
early lunch and spent much of the rest of the day in bed. I'm off to
the night shift now...
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