I slept like a log last
night; finally being woken by my alarm at 6am. There was a minor
disaster over brekkie. Apparently there is some sporting event on in
the afternoons at the moment on BBC2 so my SkyPlus box is unable to
record lame episodes of "Are You Being Served". In
fact despite the thing being over seventy per cent full thre wasn't
anything on it I wanted to watch so I spent a little while this
morning struggling with geo-puzzles. A new geo-series went live a
couple of days ago; it is only half an hour's drive away. I thought I
might walk it next week so I spent a little time looking at the
puzzles on the route.
I struggled with them; I
solved one (I think); and am still struggling with others.
Reading some of the logs from people who've solved the puzzles and
found the caches it would seem there are mistakes in the way some of
the puzzles have been set. I may well choose another walk for next
week if that is the case...
I listened to the radio
on the way to work. In between the crackling interference the
morning's news was variably interesting, boring and irrritating.
The Greek
financial crisis is still ongoing; I personally think its a
victory for the Greek Prime Minister. He's made the rest of the
European community take ownership of the problems he should be
sorting out.
There are calls for cars
to be banned from the sstreets of London as
two more cyclists die. I don't know the specific details of the
cases, but in general terms I'd personally be inclined to ban the
bikes until cyclists learn how to ride the things safely. It's no
secret that the average cyclist is a danger to herself and humanity
at large.
And nudey-dragon-girl
(from "Game of Thrones") has
had a haircut. Is that *really* newsworthy?
Just as I started working
(read "arrived at the place and started whinging about
wanting to go home") a new geocache went live just down the
road from the hospital. I was tempted to take a rather early tea
break and nip out chasing a First to Find, but unfortunately there
was work for me to do. So (in a novel break with tradition) I
did some work.
I went on a little
geo-mission at lunchtime instead. By then I'd missed getting FTF, but
I don't really mind about that (any more). A little lunchtime
walk is good. Now I've given up saxophoning I've taken to reading the
Kindle app until I fall asleep at lunchtime and I hate that. (At
least when I fall asleep in the works tea room no one plasters photos
of the fact all over the Internet) This lunchtime was good for a
little walk so I went to find this new geocache. Other than getting
crapped on by a passing bird all went smoothly; I soon had the cache
in hand. With the secret geo-ritual done I was quickly back to work
for a rather dull afternoon.
I got home and.... what
can I say? Words fail me.
Long-standing regular
readers of this drivel may remember that when I first started
blogging my garden was my pride and joy. It was immaculate. But over
the years so much leaf litter has dropped over the fence from the
neighbours with whom relations are fraught that I have effectively
all but given up bothering gardening. I simply cannot keep it tidy
with all the overgrowth pouring over the fence. Roses, creepers,
honeysuckle,,, there is no end to it.
I came home this evening
to find that he's written me a letter asking for my support in his
campaign against the house three doors up the street because some
of the leaves from their tree are falling in his garden. Look at
today's piccie; my garden is the one with the pond; his is the jungle
to the right. There is then his neighbours and then the offending
tree. He's got the cob with *one* tree and has no qualms in
asking for me to side with him. Has he even seen his garden?
I took "Furry
Face TM" for a walk; half way round "er
indoors TM" met up with us. We walked into
the park, and my dog had a swim. He's got used to paddling but didn't
realise that yesterday's rains had made the river deeper.
After a rather good bit
of tea the clans gathered in Willesborough for a bit of a gossip and
then more "Flash"; it started well but I dozed
off...
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