I wanted to get all the
geo-admin of yesterday's walk done yesterday, and I had chosen a
circuit which necessetated a *load* of geo-admin. So it was
gone 1.30am before I went to bed. I slept like a log, finally being
woken by "Furry Face TM" jumping
on me at 9.30am.
I ached somewhat this
morning. For all that we didn't actually walk *that* far yesterday
compared to some of our walks, we did walk a long longer stretches
between stopping for geo-reasons.
I thought my little dog
woke me because he was busting for a tiddle. He didn't want to go
into the garden; he just wanted a fuss. So I fussed him and took him
for a walk. As we walked we met one of the astro bods and chatted for
a bit. Being rather later than usual we missed all the joggers in the
park, which was probably for the best. "Furry Face TM"
had a nice little game with several other dogs and didn’t disgrace
himself (for once)
We came home and I spent
a little while doing the astro club’s accounts. There was a tad
more in the petty cash than I’d rather be carrying so I bagged up
five hundred quid to take to the bank.
I then had a look at the
household accounts. Not bad really… but could be worse. There isn’t
the margin for disaster in the account that I’d like to have, but I
suppose not many people really do have that, do they?.
I don’t want much
money; just enough so that I don’t have to keep counting it.
Is that so much to ask?
I again phoned the
broadband people to whinge about the ongoing problem with the
internet connection. The chap on the phone was very helpful; he said
he would reset my profile completely and monitor the line. He’s
going to phone back on Monday morning to see if the problem has been
resolved.
And I booked the car’s
MOT as well. Here’s hoping…
We then drove into town
to take the astro club's money to the bank. The Nat West's website
said the Ashford branch was open until 4pm. I got there at five past
two and found the place closed.
The sign on the door said
they close at 2pm on Saturdays. I was a tad miffed about that.
As we were in the area we
popped into McDonalds for lunch. They now have an automated system
for ordering your food (a bit like the one in Argos). I don't
like it. But I like McScoff so I suffered it. We then came home agani
via the CEX shop.
"Daddies Little
Angel TM" had decreed that she wanted her
old matress for "Stormageddon - Bringer of Destruction TM"s
new bed. "er indoors TM" then
spent half an hour excavating it out from all the candles under which
it had been buried. And with it excavated we then delivered it to
her. A nice bit of lasagna, then "er indoors TM"
drove little Charlie home whilst I stayed with "Daddies
Little Angel TM" and "Stormageddon
- Bringer of Destruction TM" and
fell asleep in front of the telly.
The Rear Admiral's band
was playing in The Star tonight. I can't say I'm a fan of The Star.
The place seems to be more of a freak show than a pub, and the ale
usually leaves a lot to be desired. But I've been keen to see this
new band for a while.
We got there... and... my
suspicions were confirmed.
The Star defies logic.
Whilst decent pubs are closing down hand over fist, this place keeps
going.
It has a reputation of
not cleaning their ale pumps. I don't know whether the reputation is
deserved ot not but I took no chances and had a bottled ale. When I
pour one a bottle of ale I have less than half a centimetre of froth.
The twit behind the bar upended the bottle and gave me six inches of
froth over what was then very flat beer.
The place prides itself
on live music, but hid the band where they couldn't be seen.
And the clientele.... one
woman was wearing some rather saucy stockings. They would have looked
sexy on her grand-daughter. Someone should really have taken her to
one side and explained. Also we've been watching "Benidorm"
lately - this evening we saw a dead ringer for the aging
transvestitie.
I was therefore expecting
the worst when the band started. But despite the enormous drag facor
of the venue the band was good. Unlike many bands they weren't
deafening and the singer sang rather than shouted.
It was just a shame I
only knew about a third of the songs...
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