I had a stroke of genius
last night; for a change I slept in the middle of the bed and my dog
slept on the edge. This arrangement worked well; or that is it worked
well for me. I woke to find "Furry Face TM"
stil snoring so I suppose it couldn't have been too bad for him
either.
We shared toast, then
went for a walk round the park. Two days ago I mentioned my first
attempts at programming GPS-based games had had mixed results. This
morning I tested the Mark II version which works. It might not be
working perfectly but it's doing what I want it to do.
As we walked I could see
a dog-debacle in progress so I got "Furry Face TM"
onto his lead. Two mutts (of dubious lineage) were having what
I could only describe as a "handbags at dawn"
episode. The owner of one dog, an elderly chap, was ranting at the
owner of the second dog about how well behaved his dog was and how it
had never attacked another dog before. The owner of the second dog, a
woman of indeterminate age, was just crying pathetically. Meanwhile
the two dogs snarled and snapped at each other; neither actually
doing any harm to anyone or anything.
With my dog on his lead I
could be sure we wouldn't get embroiled in the squabble, and we left
them to it.
Often when I'm on the
late shift I'll go for an hour's geo-mission before work. It was
cold today so I stayed in and carried on working on my latest
Wheri-project. It's amazing how much effort goes in to producing so
little result.
I set off to work;
listening to the radio. I have no recollection of what was being
discussed. Whatever it was, it wasn't memorable.
I got to work, and
worked. At lunchtime I saxed for ten minutes. I would likee to have
saxed for longer but it was too cold. And talking of saxing I missed
my sax lesson today as I was on the late shift. The late shift was
surprisingly busy, and I was late leaving as we had something of an
emergency going on.
I was dubious about
coming home; the word was that Ashford had been the recipient of
snow. But I came home to find that it had all been a false alarm. I
then spent the rest of the evening alternately playing tug-'o-fetch
with my dog and trying to watch "Forrest Gump". I
can vaguely remember writing a blog post about the film once...
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