I slept reasonably well. I would have slept better had
Treacle not spent much of the night stomping about as she so often does. Over
brekkie I had a look-see at the Internet. Yesterday’s geo-meet had received
favourable comments; I was pleased at how well it went. There were people at
their first meet ever, there were people who had just completed their twenty
thousandth geo-find. There were people from eight to eighty years old. I’ve now
organised seven official geo-meets, and I’ve been rather pleased with all of
them.
My plans for a leisurely brekkie were thwarted by Fudge who
wouldn’t stop squeaking at us until I’d taken him out. So whilst "er indoors TM"
hoovered and tidied, I took the hounds round the park.
As we walked along the river I saw a beautiful sight. A
heron was gliding gracefully through the air, gently coming down to the river,
where it hit the ice like a sack of spuds. It wasn’t expecting that! The poor
bird picked itself up with a most indignant expression. I did laugh.
Mind you I didn’t laugh at Fudge. He goes oh-so-slowly
forwards, and when he sees another dog he goes running off at top speed in the
wrong direction. After retrieving him for the third time he went back onto the
lead.
There was a minor incident when a cyclist screamed in
terror as we crossed the road, but I don’t think we can be blamed for that. We
were crossing the road (as you do)
when some idiot woman did an emergency stop on her bike and shrieked. We were
far too far away for her to be realistically shrieking at us, but there was
nothing else at all shriek-worthy to be seen. I wonder what that was all about?
We
came home, settled the pups and pausing only briefly to collect my car from
where I’d left it yesterday we went round for "My Boy TM".
Together we all drove out to the Queen’s Head in
Icklesham
where we met my mum and dad and we had a rather good Sunday roast. I quite like
the Queen’s Head; the food is good, and they have an award for being in the
Good Beer Guide for thirty consecutive years.
It
was good to catch up with mum and dad. Should do it more often really…
We
came home via Ham Street garden centre where they were selling all sorts of
stuff for double the price that everyone else sells it for. And after a little
scrubble round the flag-pole (for
geo-reasons) we came home and walked the dogs round the park.
I geo-puzzled for a bit, then with "er indoors TM"
off bowling I settled on the sofa with my dogs and watched an episode of “The Crown” on Netflix. It was rather
good… I might watch another one in a bit…
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