I woke in some pain this
morning. My elbow plays up from time to time; I think I might have
strained it hoiking a chair about at the tip yesterday. This morning
it was *very* painful.
I had a quick look-see
on-line over brekkie. A new Wherigo had gone live near Headcorn. I
thought about chasing the First to Find but on reading the
description I thought I might leave it until I had a little more
time. Other than that, not a lot of note had happened overnight
really.
"Furry Face TM"
was rather excited as I put his lead on him. We had a little drive
out to Great Chart. Regular readers of this drivel may recall I put
out a series of geocaches round there for the New Year's Day
geo-event I ran. Two of those caches would seem to have had issues
recently. From the reports I received one had simply gone walkabout,
and one had been buried.
Me and my dog had a
rather good walk through a bright but cold morning. The walk was
muddy, but not as muddy as it had been when I first put those
geocaches out. Perhaps the mud's having frozen in the meantime had
something to do with that. As we walked we saw the farmer
muck-spreading. Or attempting to muckspread. His trailer was stuck in
a quagmire of mud and cow poo. We smiled politely and didn't get
involved.
Sure enough both caches
reported missing had gone. I replaced one with a simularly sized
cache; the other one I replaced with a smaller trickier hide. Some of
my caches stay put for years without any problems. One of today's is
on its third replacement in two months. Some caches are like that.
We weren't out for that
long; probably about forty minutes. But it was long enough for my dog
to get plastered in mud. So once home he had a bath.
In many ways a dog is
like a toddler. Once they've had their bath they snuggle down and go
to sleep. As my dog snored I put my own mud-encrusted trousers in to
wash and I did the geo-admin to tell the world what I'd done. And
then the boiler made a noise. It shouldn't have. And then I noticed
the radiators were on. At 10.30am.
I then spent a few
minutes re-programming the central heating timer. Rather than showing
10.30am on a Wednesday it was showing the time as 10.30pm on Monday.
So the thing had been on when we aren't home, and I *thought*
I'd been pressing the button for an extra hour's heat when I
shouldn't have been doing so. Perhaps the next bill might be a bit
cheaper now?
I had a couple of cold
hot cross buns for lunch. I scoffed them whilst watching the new
"Alan Partridge" show. It is available as a download
on the SkyPlus box. A lot of people can't stand the character; I
quite like him.
I then took myself off to
bed for the afternoon and slept reasonable well (despite
nightmares of the apocalypse); finally waking tangled in the CPAP
hose.
I had a spot of tea, now
I'm off to the night shift. I usually quite like the night work. I'm
not feeling it today...
And my elbow still hurts.
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