With nowhere near enough milk (wonder where that went!)
I had toast for brekkie which I devoured whilst watching more “Good Girls”
on Netflix. I’d forgotten how good that series was.
Once the lap-top started working I peered into the Internet.
I saw that two friends had birthdays today. Ostensibly born on the same day
forty-odd years ago I would have said that one was fifteen years older than the
other. (Am I being uncharitable?). Again I saw many of the same Facebook
posts appearing on so many different Facebook pages.
With very little of note appearing on Facebook I had a look
at the Munzee map to see if I might plan a like mission to capture a lot of the
old Munzees. But the special icon wasn’t visible on the map today. It turns out
they only appear on the map on dates which are multiples of three and five. Go
figure (both figuratively and literally!)
Leaving Fudge (and everyone else) snoring I got
ready for work.
I took a little diversion into the
Godinton estate to stick a Munzee onto a lamp post (I'm told there are those
in that part of the world who appreciate that sort of thing), then set off
up the motorway to work. As I drove to work the pundits on the radio were
talking about a recent spate of thefts of agricultural machinery and livestock.
Apparently farms all over the country have had all sorts of equipment stolen
which has then been smuggled out of the country and has ended up on the black
market in Eastern Europe. And entire
flocks of sheep have been stolen, butchered and the meat sold off.
Now I can only think I am missing
something here. How does one successfully smuggle a tractor out of the country?
How does one steal a flock of over a hundred sheep? Apparently this is being
done quite successfully at the moment.
There was also talk of American
Presidential hopeful Joe Biden. Looking set to be the next president of the
United States, his tactic seems to be to sit quietly and let Donald Trump talk
(tweet) himself out of the White House. It would seem to be a very
successful tactic. Mr Biden isn't actually trying to win the presidential
election; he is just letting President Trump is get on with doing his level
best to lose it. The American Presidential election really does seem to be
proof of the old adage "better to keep quiet and be thought a fool
rather than to open your mouth and remove all possible doubt".
I got to work; I did my thing. I spent half an hour doing
fire safety e-training. I escaped as quickly as I could. I had a theory that
being on an early finish meant I might get to Aldi whilst it was quiet. Aldi
wasn’t busy, but I was amazed at the approach being taken to facial coverings.
Most customers had them on, (albeit with their noses poking out over the top),
but not a single member of staff was wearing one. I asked Aldi UK (via their
Facebook page) why not. I bet they don’t reply.
I came home with most of the shopping I had been instructed
to get then, ably assisted (supervised) by "er indoors TM"
I took the dogs down to Orlestone Woods where we had a good walk. As we walked
we saw a deer. Just one. I’ve never seen them in Orlestone woods before.
According to the British
Deer Society Ashford is about as far eastwards as deer go in the UK. Mind
you there’s loads in Kings Wood and that’s even more east, so what do they
know? I was surprised to only see one deer; I thought they came in herds. but
the Internet says they are solitary
animals.
With walk walked we all came home. I tried to get the green
paint off of Pogo’s ear but he wouldn’t let me pick at it. Over the weekend "Stormageddon
- Bringer of Destruction TM" had announced that he was going
to paint the dogs. Fudge and Treacle ran and hid but Pogo (silly lump)
loved the attention.
I’m getting peckish… wonder what’s for dinner…
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