I didn't sleep well last
night. I was awake for an hour or so in the small hours listening to
the torrential rain. I finally dozed off only to be plagued by
nightmares in which the kite-flying fraternity had declared war on
the geocachers. It was all rather nasty and the Prime Minister had
asked me to intervene because I have something of a foot in both
camps. However both sides saw me as a traitor and it was with some
releif that I was woken by a nuisance phone call just after 7am.
This call was from a new
number; 001019, and when I answered it no one was on the other end. I
say this was a "new" number; it is new to me. The
number was well known on the "report your nuisance phone
calls" web sites. I keep being told about how I can avoid
these calls but it doesn't seem to matter what I do, someone from
India always seems to be bothering my phone.
I took the dogs round the
corner to where "Daddies Little Angel TM"
and "Stormageddon - Bringer of Destruction TM"
are now living. And having collected them we went for a rather
uneventful walk round the park. There is no denying I was hoping to
see the (nearly) nudey jogger we encountered yesterday. She
was nowhere to be seen, Probably suffering from hypothermia and
frostbite I expect.
As I drove to work there
was an article on the radio about the Cassini probe which is
currently orbiting Saturn. Perhaps because I know a thing or two
about space my expectations of the show were a little higher than the
might have been. But anything space-related on the radio or the telly
always seems to be very dumb-ed down to me. This show could have been
so much better - did the presenter *really* think Saturn has a
rocky surface?
I was taking a rather
round-the-houses route to work today as I needed to find at least one
geocache for this calendar thingy. I had my sights set on one in
Sellindge; I eventually found it buried under some mud. Something had
churned up the ground nearby.
I then drove on listening
to an interview with the partner of Ricky Gervais. She was quite an
interesting woman. The interview ended just as I was approaching a
garden centre so I popped in for coffee and cake. there is something
quite therapeutic in sitting alone in a garden centre cafe with a
cuppa watching the world go by.
Whilst I was there I got
myself a rubber duck. I needed a duck for geocachical purposes. I
also need a brick too. I shall try to blag one from somewhere.
I got to work a little
earlier than I needed to, and having driven round a very full cark
park several times I eventually found an empty spot in which I parked
my car. The only empty spot. Having parked I sat and listened to the
radio for a few minutes until my peace was rudely interrupted by some
silly old sod (wearing a rather stupid hat). He demanded that
I drove away; if I was only going to sit in my car I could sit
anywhere; he wanted to park his car.
I politely pointed out
that I was in the staff parking area and in order to get there he had
driven past two signs saying "Staff Only". He rudely
announced that he wasn't going to pay to use the public car park when
he could park for free in the staff car park, and bustled off
threatening to report me for parking my car in a car park for which I
pay to park.
I hope he doesn't report
me; I know that if he does I will be in the wrong for parking my car
in a car park for which I pay to park.
And so the excitement of
my day was all over by 11.30am. All things considered another dull
day really...
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