With no alarm set I
slept like a log, waking about half past seven as a cold wet nose shoved itself
into my armpit. I dozed with the puppies for half an hour; much as they love
coming up to the big bed, they are as good as gold in their crate every night. It’s
only fair to let them have a little reward… not that they really understand the
big bed is a reward.
Eventually
we all got up and had brekkie. I tuned in to Facebook and saw the
epically-chested child who’d sent me a friend request yesterday hadn’t had her
account deleted. In one day her friends list had grown quite substantially, but
no one claiming to be her friend was actually of an age (or gender) to
plausibly be her friend. All were old enough to know better than to sniff round
someone young enough to be their granddaughter. I deleted the friend request.
Sometimes I can be rather puritanical.
There
wasn’t much else happening on-line so I got dressed.
I
got the dogs on to their leads and we went to the car. After ten minutes of
vigorous scraping of ice I could see though the windows. The plan was to go up
to Kings Wood, but the traffic was against us. After fifteen minutes we were
only half-way up Brookfield Road. By the time we got to the traffic lights my
patience had worn out, so we took a left and went to Orlestone Woods instead. I
had this plan that the mud would still be frozen, and thought I might give
Morgan another chance (in the past he has been difficult there).
We
got to the woods where Morgan was as good as gold. However I discovered a
meteorological peculiarity (!) As we drove down to Orlestone the car’s
thermometer said it was minus three degrees. Once in the car park the
temperature was suddenly plus nought point five degrees. We had a good walk,
but the mud wasn’t as frozen as it might have been.
When
we got back to the car the temperature was plus two degrees. That’s why the mud
was melting. However as we drove out of the car park onto Malthouse Lane so the
temperature dropped to minus three degrees. The woods were warmer than the
surrounding area. How does that work?
As
we walked I took a few photos of the woods to share
with the Dog Club’s Facebook group. Several people had commented over the last
few weeks that they had never heard of Orlestone Woods.
We
came home and the pups had a hot shower to warm up, and soon all were fast
asleep. I got pastries for the humans (“er indoors TM” was
working from home today) then spent an hour or so (as the washing
machine scrubbed laundry) writing up CPD whilst tired little
dogs snored next to me.
As
I CPD-ed so I heard something at the door. My new phone charging cable had
arrived. I ordered it through Amazon last night and it arrived about twelve
hours later. All the time they send the right thing, this is the future of
shopping.
I
went to bed for a few hours and got some sleep. Not as much as I might have
liked. Sleep is dodgy stuff; it would be much easier if we came with “off”
switches.
Hopefully
“er indoors TM” will boil up some scran in a bit, and then I’m
off to the night shift. Sadly I’m missing Lego club tonight as I can’t get
there for long enough to make it worthwhile before work. Mind you there’s been
a development with Lego club… there are moves afoot to have the smaller
children having their own session. Personally I can’t help but feel that this
can only be a good thing; two weeks ago I mentioned the children that clearly
don’t want to be there and just run round screaming and shouting (they
really did quite literally just run round whilst screaming and shouting). But
isn’t this a sign of our times. Back in the day if either of my two behaved unacceptably
like that I would have physically dragged them out. These days it is the child’s
inalienable human right to do whatever the f… it wants, where it wants and when
it wants.
Mind you Aristotle
thought the same and he died over two thousand years ago…
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