Having had two good
nights sleep was it really that surprising to find myself wide awake
and listening to the rain from 3pm onwards today?
Over brekkie I saw I had
a friend request on
Facebook. If any of my loyal readers could remind me from where
I know Ivy Repollo Caruyan (who seems to be a schoolchild from the
Philippenes) I would be very grateful.
Also over brekkie my
laptop had a low battery warning. It looks like the cable which
powers the thing has gone west. I have temporarily blagged the one
that "er indoors TM" uses. I
wonder how long I will get away with that. I then phoned "Daddies
Little Angel TM" to postpone our walk
until after the rain had stopped. There is no fun in going out just
to get wet. And then finding myself at a loose end for a while I
watched the last
episode of "Tripped".
A good series; I hope they make another.
Once the rain had
subsided I loaded the dogs into the car and drove round to collect
"Daddies Little Angel TM"
and "Stormageddon
- Bringer of Destruction TM". The
most recent fruit of my loin wanted to take the dogs for a walk; I
had a space on my geo-calendar to fill. So we drove down to
Littlestone Beach where everyone could be happy.
We parked up outside of a
house which I can only describe as looking like the sort of place
where Herman Munster or Gomez Addams might live. As we got the buggy
and dogs and littlun out of the car I sensed we were being watched. A
rather ferocious-looking crone was watching us from this house with
the sort of expression with which a hungry dog might use to view a
distant bone. In a spirit of friendliness "Daddies Little
Angel TM" gave this crone a cheery wave.
Said crone was not at all happy about that.
We walked off along the
sea wall; as we started walking the sun came out and it was a
surprisingly warm day. The dogs sniffled as dogs do, I took a few
photos whilst we walked.
I tried to encourage the
dogs into the sea. Fudge played, but Sid wasn't keen. As we walked we
chatted with other dog walkers; we met a pair of black pugs and spent
quite a while "talking pug".
Having walked the length
of the golf course we noticed it was getting colder and the sky was
darkening so we turned round and walked back to the car. We got back
just as the drizzle started, and as we drove home so the rain got
heavier.
Once home bboth dogs
settled on sofas and within minutes both were soundly snoring as I
found myself engrossed in an episode of "Only Fools and
Horses" which was first aired over thirty years ago. Mind
you despite its age and despite my having seen it so many times it
was still funny.
Jimbo called round and we
went out to Wye. The idea was to have a crafty half in the
Barber's Arms. It would have been a good idea had the place
actually been open. Instead we had a pint in the King's Head and two
halves at the Tickled Trout before going to McDonalds. And suitably
McDonalded we went on to the astro club committee meeting.
A good meeting; always
something of a laugh to be had. Plans for the future made, and we've
even decided on another committee meeting in the not too distant
future...
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