I didn't sleep as well as
I might. I was expecting a phone call from "Daddies Little
Angel TM". Her staffie Buster is not well.
He's not moved since he got rather over-excited on his walk
yesterday. I was half expecting to be driving his remains to a dog
cemetary this morning. but it turns out he's probably just pulled a
muscle or something. After all he's a big dog and he'd a bit old to
be chasing round like a puppy.
This is probably not
unlike what "Furry Face TM" did a
couple of years ago. Very nasty at the time but nothing that enforced
rest didn't resolve.
I scoffed some toast for
brekkie and had a look-see on-line. Little had happened overnight.
So I popped the lead onto "Furry Face TM"
and we went for our morning walk. Today we had a little drive to get
to our walk. Having finally
qualified for a geo-puzzle last Tuesday we went out to collect it
today. And having a little dog who needed a walk we made a little
adventure out of it.
I'd looked at the
suggested parking spots on Google street view and (in all honesty)
didn't like the look of either. So I parked up at the nearest church
and we waalked down through the woods and fields finding not only the
target geo-puzzle but three others as well. As we walked there were
horses and wookpeckers doing their thing. "Furry Face TM"
had a near-miss episode with a pheasant and a very near-miss episode
with a pile of fox poo.
I made a bit of a hash of
getting home; having spent far too long in a seemingly endless maze
of country lanes I eventually found myself gong the wrong way up the
M20. But we got home, and over a quick sandwich I watched this
week's episode of "Killjoys". The show is quite
good, but doesn't seem to be going anywhere.
I
then uploaded some photos I'd taken on our morning's walk. They
went up very quickly on the new fibre-optic wotsit.
The phone rang. a heavily
accented voice told me that he had good news if I could answer one
simple question: his question was unintelligible. I asked him to
repeat it four times. I *think* his question was "what
was the best washing machine that you is preferring now?" I
asked him what that meant, but he couldn't ask his question in any
other way. I suggested he might like to phone back once he had got
his script translated into English and hung up on him.
I had a plan to spend the
afternoon in the garden trimming back the overgrowth that I was
whinging about yesterday. But I ached a bit, it was cold outside, and
I couldn't be bothered. Instead I spent the afternoon working on week
four of my Coursera course. The first lecture was on the expansion of
the early universe; I got full marks in the test for that, the
second was on the future of the universe; I got sixty six per cent
for that.
Overall I pased the
course with a mark of eighty two per cent. Not too shabby.
I thenn drove round to
McDonalds where I met up with "er indoors TM",
Jimbo and Stevey and we had a rather good McScoff prior to astro
club. I had a rather good evening there; much better than I have had
over the last few months. There are still those who refuse to speak
to me, but on closer observation they don't seem to speak to anyone
other than a select few.
I'm probably just being a
little over-sensitive...
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