The
aftermath of two night shifts is that I do sleep well. I woke to find "Furry
Face TM" fast asleep on my bed. He looked comfortable so I
left him be. Hence the expression “let
sleeping dogs lie”.
Yesterday I mentioned my work-related blog. In
total ninety-eight people looked at it on Sunday, and a further seventy-four
yesterday. It seems popular. I might do more with it if my heart were in it…
I’ve had a message from one of the avid readers
of that site asking how best to progress as a professional bloodologist. How
should I respond? Like all jobs it’s not a bad one but being extremely
specialised and with opportunities so few and far apart, unless you are
prepared to up sticks and move half way across the country for a job it it is
difficult to progress. And by the time you’ve made friends and settled
somewhere who *really* wants to
abandon everything for a job?
Over brekkie I had a look-see on-line.
Apparently the end of the world is coming next summer.
That will be nice. I remember the first “end
of the world” that I lived through in 1980. It was something of a
disappointment as have been all the subsequent ones.
We
eventually persuaded "Furry Face TM" to eat some
brekkie, then as "er indoors TM" went off to work
me and my dog went for a walk. I’d been looking on the geo-map to find a short(ish) walk, but that map is quickly
filling up with places I’ve been. But a few days ago I realised that with a
little creativity and map-reading I could cobble a route starting at Bidborough
church down into Southborough and back in a rather pissed circle. I’d posted on
the local geocaching page to ask if anyone fancied a stroll. Most people were
working today, but not everyone. I arrived at where we’d agreed to meet to find
Dick rummaging in a hedge. Gordon and “Norton-
scourge of rabbit-kind” soon arrived, and we set off for a little walk.
Bearing in mind we weren’t following a specific
geo-trail but were effectively making it up as we went along we were rather
dependent on the GPS units. There’s no denying they were all playing about
somewhat today. I had a theory about a Tonbridge geo-magnetic anomaly. Everyone
else had a theory about power cables and tree cover. But we navigated our route
without too much difficulty
Mind you there was a *lot* of upping and downing involved, and it was a humid day; I was
glad for the bottle of water I was carrying.
Geocache-wise it was an odd walk. Usually these
geo-series are all put out by the same hider and you soon get into that
person’s way of hiding Tupperware in the forest. Being a route we’d bodged
together the caches were hidden by various different people. Some were in
excellent repair. Some were in a right old state.
We got back to the cars having been out for
three hours; “Hannah” said we’d been
walking for two hours and stood still for one hour, and had covered a shade
over five miles. That sounded about right.
I took a few photos as we walked. I do
that sometimes…
Once home my little dog took himself off to his
basket. It is easy to forget he’s not long out of dog hospital and he shouldn’t
be overdoing it. Over a lunch of a stale cheese sandwich and Tizer (haute cuisine!) I watched last night’s
episode of “Dark Matter”. It was very
entertaining but I had no real idea what was going on. When the season ends (which it will soon) I shall watch the
lot again from the boxed sets section of my SkyPlus box to see if I can make
any sense out of it.
With a little time on my hands I then sorted
out the Batcamp archive for 2006. My Batcamp archive is slowly coming
together; I managed to find quote a few photos for this one.
"er indoors TM" boiled up a
rather good omelette for dinner, and the clans gathered. We bandied a few
insults, then watched an episode of “Supergirl”.
Have you ever seen the show? It is quite good, but as super-heroes go, she is
rather crap…
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