I slept like a log last night. Bearing in mind the stress of Saturday and the amount of ale I sank yesterday, that wasn’t really a surprise.
I got up, and wrote yesterday’s blog, posted up photos to Facebook, and did all the geo-admin for yesterday’s walk as I scoffed toast. That only took an hour or so. As I started so I saw two new geocaches had gone live at twelve minutes past seven. A little later I looked at the descriptions of these new caches. One had been found thirty-five minutes after publication. Bearing in mind that cache was a twenty-minute drive away (when the roads aren’t heaving with the morning rush hour), someone had clearly sprinted out like a scalded cat desperate to get that First to Find. And having got that First to Find had then flown off (obviously at breakneck speed) to claim another First To Find only thirteen minutes later at a church which was a ten-minute drive away.
I had another iffy friend request on Facebook this morning. “Bella Reekado” (who has a rather impressive chest barely restrained by a rather saucy bra) wanted to my pal. Mind you, unlike the average porn-monger, she wasn’t pushing any dodgy websites. Just some saucy undercrackers and a friend request. I wasn’t having any of it though. If I don’t take a moral stance, who will?
Just as I was pondering what to do with myself today so my phone rang. It was “Daddy’s Little Angel TM” who had just been told that Sid’s ashes were ready for collection. It took two weeks to get my Fudge’s ashes back. Sid’s were ready in less than two days.
er indoors TM” and I got the dogs into the car and drove out to collect Sid’s remains. Much as the vets were excellent with my Fudge, having had two dogs put to rest recently it has to be said that Cherry Tree Gentle Farewells is the way to go when the time comes. With Sid’s casket collected we took it down to “Daddy’s Little Angel TM” who was rather surprised at just how small it was.
Leaving her working we came home via some woods that we’d found. It was getting warm, but if the dogs weren’t walked they would just become unmanageable. We found some woods on our way home and walked for about fifteen minutes. I offered them fresh water as we went. They didn’t want fresh water, but yummed up manky stagnant puddle water.
We came home, scoffed the last of yesterday’s pizza, then (despite the heat) I loaded up my car with all the tat I’d mucked out of the shed last week. It didn’t take long, but I was worn out at the end of it. As er indoors TM” set about tidying up the bedroom I pulled the curtains (to keep the heat out) and settled down in front of the telly for an afternoon of “Four In A Bed”.
With telly finished, er indoors TM” went shopping. I stayed home for my Amazon delivery. I plan to disguise the fish pond’s filter later this week. I ordered the camouflage netting on Saturday on the “click to get it by 10pm”. It arrived at six o’clock this evening; some forty-four hours late. Mind you it is rare that I’ve ever had an issue with Amazon so I shouldn’t grumble (too much). A friend of mine is currently complaining over on Facebook that her Amazon parcel has just been chucked over her garden wall into her fish pond.
er
indoors TM”
boiled up a rather good bit of dinner which we scoffed whilst watching the last
episode of “SAS: Who Dares Wins”. I like watching the show but I
certainly wouldn’t want to take part in it.
I hope it cools down
tomorrow…
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