I woke with a
very sore nose this morning. For all that my CPAP machine helps me sleep, it
gives me such a sore nose.
I got up and
once I’d fussed Fudge I watched an episode of “Bonding”, then peered into the Internet. Not much had happened overnight which
was probably for the best. I did see that there is to be a re-make of that old
TV favourite "Worzel Gummidge" starring Mackenzie Crook. That might actually be rather good.
I checked my
emails. Bearing in mind that the new virtual geocaches were only awarded
yesterday afternoon, seven of them had already been published. Some people
don’t hang about.
And then I
read an email which made me roll my eyes. Last week I had a petty squabble. One
of the geocaches that I hid in Kings Wood had issues. I sorted the problem by
putting out a new cache. This morning I was told that there was a big hole in
that cache. A hole? How? The thing has only been there for a week.
What with
holidays it’s going to be two weeks before I can do anything.
As I drove to
work the pundits on the radio were again talking about President Trump's state
visit to the UK. Yesterday the Labour leader Jeremy Corbyn was making great
show of being at anti-Trump rallies having turned down an interview to have
dinner with the President and the Queen on Monday evening. This morning Mr
Trump revealed that Mr Corbyn had asked him for a meeting, and had been turned
down. Good for Donald Trump (!)
I got to
work; I did my bit. At tea break I gave up with my current e-book. I was then
faced with a dilemma. Should I give it a review on Amazon? If I did it would be
entitled "Crap!" and would say about how the plot was convoluted, jumping to
and fro between rather confused scenarios featuring characters about which I
didn't really care at all. However from what I can work out (from following various authors on Facebook) the etiquette is to only say nice things about books on Amazon.
Bearing in mind that anything less than glowing praise is just potential for
another argument, I kept quiet.
Instead I
downloaded another e-book which (so far) seems far better.
At half past
two we all peered out of the window. A squadron of various planes was flying
over Maidstone on its way to the D-Day remembrance events. By quarter to
three we were wondering what had happened. We had a look at the Internet and
found the flight had been delayed. Eventually they came over shortly after four
o’clock. Several of us took a late tea break I took a few photos as the planes flew over. It was
a surprisingly good little spectacle.
I came home. We didn’t take the
dogs out. It was raining and I didn’t feel very well. I spent a little while
fiddling about preparing my geo-virtual until "er indoors TM" said dinner was
ready. We scoffed a rather good bit of scran whilst watching the last episodes
of “Ghosts” and “Young Sheldon”.
I really should have an early night… I’m feeling a bit iffy…
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