Over brekkie I did the
geo-admin which I didn't do last night. Far be it from me to expose
the hidden mysteries of hunting tupperware to the masses, but suffice
it to say that there is a lot more farting about involved with
logging Earthcaches and virtuals than there is with traditional lumps
of tupperware.
I was pleasently
surprised to find that after the abysmal start to my geo-mission
yesterday I'd gone to London hoping to find a dozen targets and I
actually came away with eleven successes.
I then had a look on
social media. Nice words had been said about the random photos I took
in London yesterday, and there was a shitstorm flying on Twitter. I
rarely twit; I really shouldn't, and probably won't much more.
Having slobbed about long
enough I decided to get on and do stuff. Usually the day after a
weekend away is spent tidying and recovering. Yesterday I had my
impromptu day in the wicked city, so today was to be the day of work
I put laundry into the washing machine, got a wet tent over the
washing line and took "Furry Face TM"
for a walk.
I had hoped for a decent
walk out to Singleton Lake; just as we left home the drizzle started.
By the time we got to Bowens Field we were soaked. My dog didn't seem
bothered so we kept going. The rain eased up, and started again, and
eased up and started again. After half an hour I cut the walk short
even though the rain had stopped; I was wet through. Narrowly
avoiding OrangeHead (and only one hanger-on) we cut through
the Chinese garden and came home.
The tent I'd hung out to
dry was as wet as when I'd hung it out, but I took a chance and put
out the laundry I'd washed whilst we were out. I put another load in
to scrub and then phoned EE to complain.
Last week I'd got a free
power pack from EE with a promise that if I used the thing to the
point of exhausting it I could pop in to any EE store and swap it for
a fully charged one. Yesterday when in London I'd exhausted the
charger by the early afternoon. As I wandered round London I passed
several EE stores. Each one was very dismisive of my request to swap
the charger for a charged one; none of them actually bother charging
the returned empty chargers. Apparentlythey were all too busy to mess
around.
After a little farting
around today I finally got through to "Richard" who
actually did seem interested and he said he's kick some arse.
I also posted on their
Facebook page. They replied to say it was down to the managers of the
individula stores.
I intented only to be on
the phone for a few minutes; I hung up just as the washload finished.
I got that lot out and put in some shirts to wash then had a bite of
early lunch whilst watching the episode of "Dark Matter"
I'd recorded yesterday. I then got the shirts ironed and brought in a
dry tent from the washing line and put out a wet one. I then re-laced
my new walking boots. Why do shoes always come with the laces put in
the most stupid way? With boots laced I wore them for a little until
"er indoors TM" came home and we
then went out for a little walk round Little Chart Forstal.
It was a lovely evening
for a walk. My new boots show promise. And I've only got two tents
left to dry out...
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