I woke at three o’clock and nipped to the loo. When I came
back the dogs had made themselves very comfortable in the warm spot where I had
been sleeping. I curled round them as best I could and tried to get warm again.
Over brekkie I started watching the second season of “The Good Place”; I can thoroughly
recommend it. And with telly watched I sparked up my lap-top. Facebook reminded
me that I still had a friend request from “Damien
Von Blood”. I was a tad miffed that I wasn’t allowed to use the alias by
which I have been known for forty years on there, but some wannabe vampire can
call himself “Damien Von Blood” and
they don’t bat an eyelid. I squealed him up to the Facebook feds.
Interestingly the feds at Facebook had a look-see and told
me that there was nothing wrong with pretending to be called “Damien Von Blood”.
I then strained my brain somewhat. At seven o’clock the
smart meter said we’d used one pound and one penny’s worth of power since
midnight. The central heating came on, I set the dishwasher going, and an hour
later we’d only used five pence more power. I wonder if the things are working
properly
There was a minor (major)
commotion as our house-guest arrived. The Rear Admiral was having a minor
crisis and with no one else available to look after the dog, we stepped into
the breach. After all, how hard can it be having a third dog for a day or so?
We got the leads on to all three dogs and went off out. As
we left the house we met Mr Nice-next-door. He’s now sold his house, and the
replacement neighbours take up residence in May. Here’s hoping they are rather
quieter when playing “hide-the-sausage”.
We drove up the motorway and were soon in Addington. I was
just about to send a message to Karl saying where we were when they pulled up
behind us.
Six of us (three
humans, three furry) went for a little walk. There is a series of geocaches
round Addington which we thought might make a good walk. We had to tweak our
route slightly as the footbridge over the motorway had collapsed a year or so
ago, but we had a good walk. We found all of our targets, and after three miles
we were back at the cars.
We relocated to the Medway towns where the geo-brigade were having a meet-up in
honour of Australia Day. A pint of mild and a pint of bitter and probably half
a bottle of port (each) made for a
rather good afternoon. In addition to the panini for lunch there were rather
good prawns to scoff, some really tasty burgers, some wonderful mince pie
thingies, and the most amazing ostrich sausages. My dogs *really* liked the sausages
There’s photos from the pub (and the preceding walk) on-line here.
I didn’t sleep all the way home, which was rather amazing
bearing in mind how much port I’d guzzled. Once home it was rather miffed to
find that he little gadget which connects the SkyPlus box to the Internet had
died. I phoned the nice people at Sky; they are going to send me a new one. I
didn’t realised the thing connected wirelessly. I hate wireless connections.
Even with the SkyPlus box knacked, Netflix still worked. Whilst
that played, I spent the evening asleep in front of it…
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