I had a rather early night last night and slept
through till half past seven this morning. Too much sun yesterday, perhaps?
Last night I posted to the “Geocaching in Kent” Facebook group to see if there was any interest
in the day’s caching event in Sussex in a couple of months. This morning I saw
that several people were keen; the blatant infringement of the rules (again) didn’t go unnoticed, and I
realized that I’m due to be working that weekend. Woops!
I had an email telling me that someone had commented
on Tuesday’s blog entry. “Ashley Babs”
had written: “Thanks for posting your
valuable thoughts with us & our readers. Please keep continue writing on
this blog” and then tried to give an advert for a bulk SMS servicing
business. That was cheeky of her.
I took the dogs round the park before the day got too
hot. Once I enjoyed our little trips round the park; now they are a chore. With
both dogs barking incessantly at absolutely nothing at all, and Fudge taking
ten steps back for every one he takes forwards I’m getting rather fed up with
it. But if they aren’t walked to destruction they get even more fractious.
As we walked we met Brian and Rachel who have taken on
an unwanted pup. The poor pup is a cast-off from a relationship that went west.
I hope the pup has found a good home; I expect she has; maybe she might join
our walks.
I
settled the hounds, and set off to work rather earlier than I might have done.
It was too glorious outside to be sitting about watching telly. I went on a
little geo-mission to the south of Maidstone.
I
started off acting rather suspiciously round a village hall, then went on to
the church in East Sutton. It is a beautiful church; a very pretty building in
well-kept gardens. There was a field puzzle there - I had to get some
information from a certain grave and do some sums to find the co-ordinates of
the final sandwich box (or in this case -
urine container). There was building work going on at this church. As I
made my notes and did my sums the f-word echoed across the graveyard at extreme
volume and extreme regularity. Call me old-fashioned, but builders shouldn't
shout the f-word when working on a church. They *really* should try bellowing something more pious.
I
then carried on along a little lane where someone who does even less cache
maintenance than me had hidden some boxes. I headed into Sutton Valence for a
village sign (as one does from time to
time), but with nowhere to park I turned around and ninja-ed a church micro
which was right next to a dead badger. I hasten to add the dead badger was
already there (and already dead) when
I arrived. Presumably someone else had ninja-ed the badger.
Time
was pressing... in the past I would have McLunch before a late shift. I thought
I would treat myself today. Three chicken strips, a small bag of McChips and a
diet coke... over six hundred calories.
In fact over double the calories I'd burned off on the morning's walk
with the dogs. I'd had a diet coke as the milk shake/ice cream machine was
broken. I wondered what the calorie count would have been had I had my usual
chocolate shake and a McFlurry... I
looked it up. The chocolate shake
has more calories than the chicken strips and the chips put together.
interestingly the McFlurry isn't *that*
bad; being on a par with a bag of crisps.
With lunch scoffed I
went in to work where I had a rather busy time. I could do without that…
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