I woke several times in
the night needing the loo. I have no idea why that might have been.
There is no denying that I might have slept better has a certain dog
not been so fidgetty. I *really* should have taken him back to
his basket so I have only myself to blame.
I spent a little while
fiddling about on-line over brekkie and then waiting whilst "er
indoors TM" got ready. There didn't seem
to be much of note going on in cyberspace. We were only a few minute
behind schedule when we drove down to Folkestone to collect "Daddies
Little Angel TM" and the littlun.
Sam-I-am stayed at home
today - bearing in mind he'd been run over only two days ago I didn't
blame him.
As we drove on to
Hastings we went through New Romney. Earlier I'd had an email about a
new geocache having gone live there. Despite "Daddies Little
Angel TM"'s vociferous protests we thought
we'd try for a First to Find. We found the cache; we were first.
Happy dance.
And so on to Hastings
where we had a quiet "family" afternoon. I say
"quiet"; now that my grandson can walk he has become
"Stormaggedon; Bringer of Destruction". He emptied
out his great-grandmother's cupboards and demanded to be allowed to
play with the christmas ornaments. My mum actually encouraged him to
break them. I'm told it's a great-grandmother thing.
We took the younger
generations back to Folkestone, "Daddies Little Angel TM"
and littlun slept most of the way. There was a minor hiccup when
"Daddies Little Angel TM" realised
she'd left her keys indoors and was locked out, but it didn't take
long to sort that problem.
Once home "er
indoors TM" decided against her usual
Sunday bowling; instead we had a quiet evening in. Over a rather good
korma we watched last night's episode of "Doctor Who".
Bearing in mind how good some of the recent episodes have been, I was
rather disappointed...
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