I
didn’t have a good night; when the dogs are restless, no one sleeps well.
Once
I’d hosed out my sinuses (yuk!) I sat down with my lap-top.
After a couple of minutes I realised that I wasn’t peering at it with one eye
shut. It was still rather blurry using two eyes, but I could see it with two
eyes which is an improvement on the last few days.
As
I peered into the Internet Pogo scrounged shamelessly. I wish he wouldn’t, but
he is such a greedy dog.
As
always I found something to boil my piss on Facebook. A few people who spend
all year long pretending to be new-age witches were now taking umbrage at
children enjoying Hallowe’en.
I
did have a load of “found it” logs on my
geocaches in Kings Wood. Someone had been out two days ago and had found the
lot. They were gushing with praise for what I had done. But (yet
again) here was someone who clearly gets a lot from geocaching whilst
contributing nothing. Over a thousand finds and not a single hide.
I
took the dogs for a walk. As we went I amused myself by reading the signs
attached to lamp posts (mainly because I could!)
We
had a good walk; no episodes at all.
With
walk walked I fiddled about with Lego for a bit. A little while ago I made up
the Lego beach house; today I made a beach to go with it.
I
then popped down the road. For a change I thought I might get lunch from the
bakery. I’d not been there for a while, and now I remember why. It attracts the
“special” element.
When I arrived there were a bunch in yellow hi-vis jackets trying to work out
what cake they wanted. The nice lady behind the counter was naming every cake
they had, and it was only when the cake was named that the “special” people knew
whether they liked it or not. Am I being harsh in wondering that they might
have had more of an idea had they not been stinking of “herbal
cigarettes”?
I
got myself a ham roll, and as I scoffed it I watched “Snatch” on Netflix.
An excellent film – I’ve seen it so many times. Can you believe it is nearly
twenty years old?
When
it finished I didn’t want to disturb the herd of sleeping dogs which had made
themselves comfortable on me, so I watched another film that Netflix had
recommended for me. “The
Guvnors” was utter tripe. It was during this that Fudge was sick. He’s been
farting quite impressively all afternoon, and I think he might have eaten
something disgusting up the park this morning. Still… better out than in, eh?
I
activated the pumpkin candle light thingy and put it in the window to let the
local littluns know that trick or treaters were welcome. After two hours the
doorbell rang.
Over
the evening we had half a dozen groups of trick-or-treaters. The kids seemed to
be enjoying themselves… I rather hoped we would have had more…
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