Apparently
Treacle was sick on the bed at six o’clock this morning? I slept right through
it. I am reliably informed that there was quite a bit of commotion to sleep
through. At brekkie time Pogo’s stomach was rumbling impressively. The pair of
them have become quite established bin-thieves; there is no telling what
they’ve eaten to upset them.
Over my
brekkie I saw over forty people had commented on a post on Facebook that a
friend made last night. Her dog died recently. She took the body to the vet’s
and paid two hundred pounds for a cremation. When she went back for the ashes
she was told that somehow or other her dog was cremated along with “another
batch of dogs” and the ashes had been lost. She was given her money back
and offered the (empty) engraved empty casket as a freebie.
I know I’d go
to pieces if that happened to me.
I sent out a
couple of birthday messages, saw I’d had no emails overnight, and got dressed.
Despite the
rain I took the dogs out. We did our usual circuit of the park without having a
single fight with any other dogs. Pogo did get told off by a dog half his size,
but I think he deserved that. There was a minor incident in the co-op field
though; just as I let the last one off of the lead so a squirrel sprinted past.
All three dogs charged off in hot pursuit right underneath the locked gate to
the allotments, and then zoomed around the winter vegetables trying to find
that elusive tree-rat. I shouted at the dogs to come back, and (would you
believe it?) all three came back without needing to be told twice.
We came home
and dried off. I popped over the road to get some new batteries. A couple of
days ago I said that my new Lego motor wasn’t working. I tried it with new
batteries this morning and it still didn’t work. I took the thing apart and had
a little look-see, It is working now. I think the trouble is that when I say “new”
Lego motor, what I actually mean is “forty-year old second-hand Lego motor
that had sat unused in a cupboard for thirty-five years”.
I then
ordered some Lego level crossing accessories from eBay and set off in the vague
direction of work.
I did have a
vague idea of going to the Lego shop at Bluewater before work, but it occurred
to me that Smyth's toy shop (only four miles away) might have the thing
I wanted. I wanted a couple of largish base plates with streets marked out. The
nice man in Smyth's had never heard of them and assured me that there was no
such thing. I told him that there was and that I'd bought some a month ago in
the Lego shop. "Lego shop?" he asked.
It was a
shame I'd not left myself enough time to get to Bluewater before work.
Usually when
I am on a late shift I plan myself a little adventure. I had several little
adventures in mind for this morning but having seen how bad the weather had
been during the dog walk I'd wasted much of my spare time farting around with
my Lego motor earlier. I drove a pretty-much straight line to work, diverting
only a few hundred yards out of my way (for geo-purposes) at Goudhurst.
I got to
work. Usually on arriving at mid-day I have to circle the car park desperately
hoping to find a space. Today was different - there must have been a dozen
spaces. Just as I parked so the heavens opened. I sat in my car for ten minutes
waiting for the rain to pass.
I came in to
work and went to the canteen. The works canteen is usually good; today they
excelled themselves. Fish and chips followed by sticky toffee pudding and
custard. Oh yes.
Today was
dull…
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