For some time the plan for the morning had
been a little wander round Faversham before the geo-meet. I woke to rather
heavy rain. The forecast said the rain would get worse, so (as far as we were concerned) the walk
was abandoned. There are those who say there is no such thing as bad weather,
only bad preparation. There are those who see going walking in the rain as some
sort of macho competition. To those people I would respectfully say “no!” I’ve done that in the past.
Turning up to a geo-meet after such a
walk and having to go to the lavatory so you can wring out your pants isn’t
something I’d care to repeat.
I checked my emails and had something of
a shock. There was an advert for a supervisory position in.. well, I won’t say
where. But if interested the person to contact was an ex-trainee of mine. I
wrote quite the little diatribe about the chap, but decided against publishing
it. You never know – I might want to be on his good side one day now he’s a
senior manager, and I’m not…
There were also several new geocaches
that had gone live, but none especially local.
Facebook amazed me – it invited me to join the Facebook
group of the 1st Saltwood scout group. Why would I want to join that
group? I did my bit with scouting for thirteen years (1996 – 2009).
I spent an hour writing up more C.P.D. – it’s a work thing.
Everyone who is state registered is supposed to keep their skills and knowledge
up to date, and to show they do so. Keeping up to date is easy but proving that
you do so takes a little effort. You can do this however you like. I choose to
write a blog. Getting the evidence together is easy enough. To be honest
writing it up is easy enough too – I just have to find time to do it. In my
last job I used to write it up during the night shifts. My current night shifts
are too busy for that. I found an hour this morning. Currently everything is
now written up. I’m pleased about that.
Despite the rain the dogs wanted a little walk. I thought I
could get them walked then dry myself before going out later. Usually I like a
walk with my dogs. Today’s was a misery. It started bad when Fudge picked a
full-blown fight with a Labrador ten times his size. The poor Labrador just
wanted to be left alone; I don’t think Fudge drew blood, but it was close. And
then just when we were all soaked from the rain, after twenty minutes of slowly
plodding a hundred yards behind, Fudge sprinted off to join in with another
group of dog-walkers who made a point of hurrying off in the opposite direction
to which we wanted to go.
He then had a crap. He can’t do it in one big pile. He has
to spread it out; one turd every yard or so for ten yards.
I was *so*
pleased to get home.
We settled the dogs and went out for the day. First of all
to Matalan. One of the shirts I’d bought last Sunday had a rip in it. The nice
people at Matalan replaced it without quibbling.
We then drove to Faversham. There is a geocache there I’ve
failed to find three times. I failed to find it a fourth time.
From there it was a short hop to the Market Inn where the
Kent hunters of Tupperware were staging their
one hundredth meeting. It was a rather good meet-up. I chatted with all
sorts of people about all sorts of things. Insults were bandied, plans were
made, ideas were exchanged. It is always good to catch up with like-minded
friends. It was a very good meet-up. If I can achieve half as much at the meet
I’m staging in February I shall be well pleased.
A bottle of Brilliant ale was followed by a bottle of
stout. Then a pint of Bishop’s Finger with a Master Brew chaser, and a bottle
of Spitfire for afters.
Suitably refreshed we gave Karl and Tracey a lift back to
the station; pausing only briefly to find a geocache which had previously foxed
us. And then we went to the one we failed to find earlier. Apparently it was
actually missing earlier; we soon found the replacement,
We came home, and I had a little doze; that fifth pint had
been somewhat soporific.
"er indoors TM" boiled up some
dinner, and then went off to the Saturday night film session. I stayed with the
dogs, and watched a film on Netflix. “Allegiant”.
It was tripe. I turned it off half way through.
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