Yesterday
I saw on Facebook that someone with whom I used to work was flying out to
Longyearbyen. It is the world’s most northerly settlement of any type, and
somewhere I’d like to visit. I was rather jealous.
As
I had a cuppa this morning I saw that my ex-colleague had arrived there, but
his luggage hadn’t. What do you do when you arrive in the back of beyond only
to find your undercrackers have gone walkabout?
"Stormageddon
- Bringer of Destruction TM" had stayed with us overnight.
He and his grandmother came downstairs, and eventually we got ourselves
organised. Quite a few of the family had stayed in the Conningbrook hotel after
last night’s party, and we’d arranged to go have brekkie with them.
To be
honest the full English wasn’t the best I’ve had, but It was good to catch up
with family. It would have been good to have spent longer with them, but
nephews had girlfriends to go see, and grandson was getting fractious. We said
our goodbyes and went our different ways.
"er
indoors TM"
and I took littlun to the garden centre. We started off looking at the tropical
fish; he was enthralled by the water snails. We then perused the pond fish and
the water features before going outside to feed the ducks. The garden centre
operates this racket by which you pay them to feed their ducks. For twenty
pence you get a handful of duck food which is probably about one tenth of a
duck’s dinner and which lasts about ten seconds. "Stormageddon -
Bringer of Destruction TM" wasn’t sure if he preferred
feeding the ducks or the carp in the pond, so we kept going until I had no more
twenty pence coins left.
Despite
not having any more twenty pence pieces I still had other money, and we bought
toy cars and a torch on the way out.
"Stormageddon
- Bringer of Destruction TM" announced that he wanted to go
exploring in the forest (!) so from the garden centre we went home to
collect the dogs, and then went on to the Warren. Littlun used his torch to
peer into hollows and nooks and crannies in trees hoping to find bugs. Trees
were climbed (by small boys and small dogs alike), and I even took a few photos too.
We
came home for a cheese roll for lunch, then headed to Folkestone to take
grandson home. We stopped off on the way at the Home Bargains shop to get
Treacle a new bowl (her old one got broken this morning). Whilst in the
shop we got some sweets.
We
got back into the car to have grandson announce “I don’t like these sweets.
You can put them in the bin!”
Bearing
in mind he’ taken an age to choose what sweets he wanted…
With
littlun dropped off we came home via Hythe and Westernhanger. Geocaching dot
com is running a scheme over the next month whereby you can get e-souvenirs. We
stopped off in Hythe where we found a rather novel cache which was rather
obviously tied to a fence. It was a shame it was broken, but it was perfectly
serviceable, and we got the first souvenir. We stopped off in Westerhanger and
found another plastic pot which got us some way to the next e-souvenir.
Rather
than hunting out more geocaches we spent half an hour in a traffic jam on the
motorway and came home.
I spent
an hour solving a geo-puzzle which is in the Arctic circle (I might get
there one day) until "er indoors TM" boiled up
some dinner.
I think I
might have an early night… I’m feeling rather washed out…
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