I made a New Year's
resolution not to get embroiled in petty trivial on-line squabbles.
It didn't last. Once again I've found myself arguing over trivia on
the Internet with people I've never met (and never will). I
really shouldn't, but as regular readers of this drivel will know, my
piss is a volatile fluid which boils so easily. This particular
squabble was about.... well, it doesn't really matter what it was
about.
What does matter is that
I shouldn't do it.
I had a frankly awful
night. I woke at 2am, rull of energy and raring to go. I saw the time
and tried to get back to sleep. However I didn't sleep for more than
fifteen consecutive minutes from then on and finally got up shortly
before 7am feeling really grim.
I scoffed brekkie, and on
checking the Internet I had several personal messages egging me on in
my latest on-line squabble. People should know better (!)
We rallied the troops,
and set off for deepest Sussex where we met Dave and then six of us
(and two small dogs) went on a geo-stroll round Battle Great
Woods. I'd chosen these woods as somewhere equidistant for us to
meet; in retrospect we should have met somewhere else and walked
round pavements and cyclepaths. Don't get me wrong - we had a good
time. But there's no denying this walk was seven miles of mud. Deep
mud.
We did struggle finding
our way in places; some of the footpaths were somewhat indistinct. In
several places it was evident that the logging activities had taken
no notice whatsoever of designated footpaths.
We had a worrying five
minutes when "Furry Face TM"
disappeared. Panic set in; but he hadn't run off. We found him
walking towards us along the path we'd just walked along. Being off
the lead he was taking his time and was struggling to get through mud
which was deeper than he was tall.
Wading in the river did
help to wash him off.
The geo-aspect of the
walk (finding the concelead tupperware to the laymen!) was
good; easy enough hides to find. One was... I won't give spoilers. I
will say that it was a good cache; a good idea. But the cleverer a
cache the more fragile it becomes. I fixed what I broke, but I
suspect it will break again. Mind you I again used my tablet for
doing the geo-stuff, and again (after an initial hiccup) it
worked rather well.
And I
took some photos whilst we were out as well.
We finished the walk just
as it was getting cold. "er indoors TM"
flattened a pheasant on the way home, and once home "Furry
Face TM" had a bath. He was particularly
grubby. I then washed off our boots and with everything then
sparkling I spent a little while unblocking the bath plug hole.
After a rather good roast
dinner we settled in front of the telly and got more stuff watched
from the SkyPlus box. We've now get twenty per cent of the space on
it clear again. Can't remember how long it is since we last had that
much space clear...
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