Last night at five to bed
time I had some emails. One of which was telling me of a new puzzle
geocache. I had a look at the thing. I had it solved in a few
seconds, and went to bed. I woke rather earlier that I was expecting
to, and couldn't get back to sleep. So I hopped in the car, went for
a drive and soon had this new cache in my hand. First one to find it
too. I was pleased about that.
Once home I collected
"Furry Face TM" and we went for a
little walk. We stopped every five paces so's he could sniff where
other dogs had tiddled. That gets a little frustrating really; if all
he wants to do is sniff tiddle then I might as well piddle up the
garden fence and leave him in the garden for the day.
We had stale hot cross
buns for brekkie. Stale, but they toasted up fine. And with brekkie
scoffed we drove down to Folkestone to see the baby. He's getting
bigger. For all that I like seeing the littlun there's no denying
that I spent most of the visit fast asleep.
We came home with a
rabbit (!); and when the rabbit was collected by its new
parent I went for a brief bit of shopping before setting off to the
astro club's annual "Stargazing Live" event.
In previous years this
has been a really good evening; well supported by the public who have
been enthused by a week's astronomy frrom the BBC. This year I think
it would be fair to say we had ben let down by the BBC. The material
they supplied us for the public was rather poor compared to previous
years; and it was all about the solar eclipse which happened
yesterday. It seemed odd that the BBC provided this stuff about what
happened on one day but asked us to have the events the day after.
And they didn't publicise the thing like they used to; despite our
best efforts to advertise locally attendance was half that of
previous years.
Mind you we still had
over eighty people along. Some excellent talks, and a rather good bit
of chilli too; most people seemed to like what we put on. The only
fly in the ointment was a rather garrulous child who persisted in
repeatedly asking trivial and pointless questions. This child wasn't
expressing a genuine interest (which I would encourage) but
purely liked the sound of his own voice.
When my children were
younger I wouldn't put up with that behaviour and they knew it. I do
hope this child doesn't show up again...
Between that little brat
(who *really* boiled my piss) and managing to get myself
locked in the hall when trying to close up at the end of the evening
I had to stop and take a pace back to realise we'd actually had a
good session. Next year we won't rely so much on the BBC...
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