I was
woken at three o’clock by the sound of torrential rain on the windows. As I was
awake I thought I’d use the loo. It was only as I waddled to the chodbin that I
realised that there was quite the lightning show going on. It amazes me that
the dogs go absolutely mental if someone walks down the street on the other
side of the road, and they go totally bat-shit-psycho at the sound of
next-door’s gate, but they sleep through a full-blown thunderstorm.
I went
back to bed and got up shortly after six o’clock. I watched more of “The
Last Man on Earth”, then set off in the general direction of Margate. On
the way I failed to find one geocache, but successfully located two others, and
it wasn’t long before I was at the Westgate Minimarket.
Eventually
"Daddy’s Little Angel TM" got herself organised and
we drove up to the cash and carry. As we drove there was a minor commotion. A
car sped past with sirens and blue lights blazing – but it wasn’t police or
ambulance or fire brigade. It was the coastguard. What were they doing up the
high street and not out at sea?
We got
to the cash and carry. That place amazes me. Some things there are ridiculously
cheap. Others are more expensive than Tesco’s retail prices. As we walked
round, the most recent fruit of my loin seemed to know everyone, staff and
customers alike. She seems quite content over in Thanet.
We
loaded up the car with supplies and took them back to her shop. "Daddy’s
Little Angel TM" wanted to go into Margate so we drove to
the town centre, and I stopped to have a Subway with her. Have you ever had a
Subway in Margate? I can thoroughly recommend it. You get to choose just what
you want in your sub, it’s really reasonably priced, and you can sit in the
shop’s window watching the world go by. There’s the posh people, and the drunk
tramps. The young girls in fluffy slippers and the young lads with their
trousers round their knees. I love people-watching.
I left "Daddy’s
Little Angel TM" at the nail bar getting “stuff done”
and drove home.
Once
home I helped "er indoors TM" change the bedding,
then we farted around watching previews of Netflix through the Firestick and
Amazon Prime (because we could).
Eventually
the novelty wore off, and we had a dull afternoon shopping (like the normal
people do). First of all to B&Q to get a new gas canister, then on to
The Range in Folkestone where we wasted half an hour looking at stuff we had no
intention of buying. We came home via Home Bargains whose gazebos were
overpriced, and via Smyths who didn’t have the 2019 Lego lunar module (such
a shame).
Once
home I went into the garden, harvested the dog turds, fed the fish, and pulled
Pogo out of the pond(!) Pogo and Treacle then had a rather nasty fight
over one of the toys that we’d bought for them whilst we’d been out; that toy
is now in the bin. With a toy each, why can’t they be content and not have to
squabble for the one that someone else has got?
"er
indoors TM"
boiled up a rather good bit of dinner, then she went to the “Create”
festival in the park. I stayed at home and watched more telly. I thought about
going to the “Create” festival, but I was feeling rather washed out.
I wish I
knew why…
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