A rather good night's
sleep. For some reason "Furry Face TM"
didn't spend the night on the bed; instead he laid in the hallway all
night long guarding the front door. Something there has been
bothering him. "er indoors TM"
thinks it was a spider.
Over brekkie I had a
look-see on-line. Yesterday one hundred and forty seven people wished
me a happy birthday via Facebook. One hundred and forty seven!! I was
rather impressed with that total. Going through the list were work
colleagues, ex-work colleagues, friends I see all the time, friends I
see rarely, friends I've not seen for years, old pals from kiting
days, old pals from snake-herding days... so many people; so many
memories.
I had a text message; on
Friday I'd ordered the ingredients for building our new fence and
arranged to have them delivered today. The nice delivery man was on
his way. And just as he dropped off all the bits so "My Boy
TM" arrived to help. Bearing in mind it
was pouring hard this morning I wasn't really keen to do the fencing
today, so I suggested we popped round to B&Q to get the brackets
to fix the fence panels to the posts. As it was on the way we also
stopped off at The Works cafe for a bit of second brekkie.
"My Boy TM"
was keen to crack on with the fence as the rain wasn't *that*
heavy. (or so he said)
So.... we removed four
old fence panels. They took some moving. There was something of a
major disaster as we found another of the fence posts had snapped at
its base. Replacing this one would involve moving next door's shed so
after a bit of thought we decided to bodge it and buttress it with an
old scaffold board. We struggled a little in putting a new post into
the hole that we'd dug out last week, but we got it so it seemed to
be OK; as I said at the time if it collapses again we'll just do it
again properly.
The first fruit of my
loin is convinced the fence isn't completely straight. He's probably
right, but I told him that only dull and unimaginative people don't
have a fence which carries an aura of rustic charm.
Three hours concerted
effort had six new fence panels in place. But the rain hadn't let up
and by the early afternoon we were soaked to the skin. There are
still two more panels to replace, but those are ones which might need
a little digging out and landscaping. We'd made enough of a swamp of
the garden already, we didn't fancy stirring mud any more so we've
decided to do that next Tuesday.
I drove "My Boy
TM" home, then took "Furry Face
TM" for a walk. He gets fractious if not
walked. As we went round the park we met a gaggle of schoolgirls
under the supervision of a rather harried looking teacher. One of the
schoolgirls asked me if she could take a photograph of my dog for her
homework. As we got "Furry Face TM"
into a pose this schoolgirl happily told me her homework was all
about hazards.
I've never really
considered Patagonian Tripe-Hounds to be hazardous. One lives and
learns.
With a little time on my
hands I did more of my current Coursera course. Particle physics has
nver been my strong suit; and theoretical stuff about dark matter and
anti-matter is quite heavy stuff. But it was rather interesting. And
there were two tests as well. I got seventy-five per cent in one and
sixty six per cent in the other. I may well have done better had I
not fallen asleep.
"er indoors TM"
came home from work, boiled up a rather good bit of scoff then went
off bowling. I spent the evening slobbing with my dog in front of the
telly. Alan Partridge, Ronnie Corbett, a documentary about sailors,
and Gotham's on later...
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