I
slept well, but woke feeling rather hacked off that today was the
last day of my little holiday. I spent a little while over brekkie
preparing my introduction talk for the astro club meeting at the end
of the month, then went out to meet "Daddies Little Angel TM"
and "Stormageddon - Bringer of Destruction TM"
. As we walked past the mini-mart we bought some lettuce. We've seen
a few signs recently about bread being bad for ducks and how lettuce
is much better for them. So armed with an iceberg we collected "My
Boy TM" and Rolo and went round to
Singleton Lake where we couldn't find a single duck that didn't turn
its beak up at lettuce.
As
we walked the dogs were sniffing round the lake. Sid over-reached
himself and fell into a deep bit. Not only can poor Sid not swim but
he doesn't float either. It was as well that I saw him fall in; I
could see him sinking out of sight. Quick as a flash I dropped to my
knees and plunged my arm into the murky depths to grab him. Just as
"My Boy TM" made a rude
exclamation and "Daddies Little Angel TM"
turned round, I dumped a soggy pug onto the lake's bank. He was none
the worse for wear after his ordeal, but he kept his distance from
the water for the rest of the walk.
Five
minutes later Rolo fell in too...
Ten
minutes later I realised that in rescuing Sid I'd ripped a hole in my
trousers and cut my knee rather badly...
We
walked round the lake once, then walked Rolo and "My Boy TM"
home before continuing along by the river. The Jehovah's Witnesses
were at the park gates talking religion to a random passer-by. They
were just onto the bit about things happening according to God's will
when "Furry Face TM" jumped onto
the back of their dog and did something rather un-pious.
I
wonder if that was God's will too?
Once
home I put the washing onto the line then over a spot of lunch I
watched the second episode of "Game of Thrones".
Watching the series from the begining again is making sense of what
happened in the later episodes.
With
lunch scoffed I got on with ironing. After all a holiday isn't a
holiday if I don't do a major load of ironing.
And
with ironing done I cut back all the various roses and clematis and
stuff pouring over the fence from next door. After an hour of doing
this the torrential rain started so I went in and spent an age doing
more astro-and-geo stuff until "er indoors TM"
came home.
The
plan had been to go down to Folkestone to bother Jimbo this evening,
but he'd gone down with the lurgey so we stayed home. We watched the
last episode of "Camping" and then "Tattoo
Fixers".
It
all makes more space on the SkyPlus box...
I've
got to go back to work tomorrow..
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