I woke up feeling rather grim, and wasn’t happy to see the
rain outside. I had plans for the morning.
I made toast and had a look at the Internet. It was still
there. Lots of geeks were getting incredibly excited about last night’s episode
of “Star Trek: Picard” (bless them); no one seemed to realize
that what happened in last night’s episode was utterly at odds with what had
happened in the last season of the show. I made the mistake of pointing that
out on one of the Trekkie-Geek Facebook pages. Several Trekkie-Geeks had
theories… it was clear from the theories that few had actually watched the show
rather than having read about it on Facebook.
I then spent a little while struggling with a geo-puzzle
that I’ve been fighting with for nearly two years. Can you get a longitude and
latitude out of this? I certainly
couldn’t until “er indoors TM” showed me how,
And then I had an email or two. The geo-feds had approved
my latest Wherigo project. “Astronomy for (by) Dogs” was live.
Bearing in mind the rain outside was torrential I can’t say
I was surprised the dogs didn’t want to go out. I can’t pretend that I did, but
I’d offered to open up at Dog Club this morning. Bearing in mind the two
hundred and eighty fifth Rule of Acquisition (no good deed ever goes
unpunished) I put on wellies and set off to Repton where I expected to
stand in the mud and rain. About half-way along Brookfield Road the rain
stopped. I can’t say it was a bright morning but there certainly wasn’t any
rain on the other side of town. Mind you the rain had put people off –
attendance was noticeably down. And within five minutes the immaculately
turned-out dogs were just sodden messes.
As I drove home I was rather disappointed that Steve wasn’t
on the radio this morning. His stand-in wasn’t of the same standard.
I popped into the corner shop for croissants and pains au
choclat which we scoffed whilst I struggled with more geo-puzzles. “er
indoors TM” scoffed hers whilst she plugged her phone into her
lap-top and immediately had a malfunction. Or so the technology told her. Oh I
did laugh.
By late morning the weather had cleared up, so we loaded
the dogs into the “er indoors TM”-mobile and drove down to
Winchelsea Beach. As part of this month’s Munzee Clan War, between us all our
clan has to munz five hundred of a certain sort of Munzee. A week or so “er
indoors TM” and I went on a little mission in Maidstone where we
got fifty between the two of us. We got another fifty between us today. We had
a rather good walk from the car park up to the nature reserve and back; about
three miles in total. It was a shame Morgan rather disgraced himself; sometimes
he can play too roughly with other dogs.
We had an ice cream each from the ice cream van before we
started, and one each when we came back. Have you been to an ice cream van
recently? They ain’t cheap… Nearly three quid for a Whippy… but (strangely)
only twenty pence extra for a choccy flake in it.
We came back via… I won’t way where it was… we came back
via the top-secret location of the geo-puzzle “er indoors TM”
had solved earlier. Having spent nearly two years trying to find the thing’s
location, it was in my hand after maybe a five second search.
We chuckled as we drove home. On the way out the dogs were
squeaking and whining and were really excitable. On the way home they just
slept.
We came home and flushed with success of having found one
fiendishly difficult puzzle cache I wasted a couple of hours getting absolutely
nowhere with a few others, then spent a few minutes (best part of an hour)
telling so many people about next Saturday’s geo-meet-up that I’m running.
I somehow found myself watching a documentary about Westminster
Cathedral. It was rather interesting, but I found myself amazed at how completely
out of touch with reality the Cathedral staff seemed to be.
“er indoors TM” boiled up fish and chips,
and we scoffed it watching Joe Lycett travelling to Cyprus and Vilneus. It was
rather good; I liked the way he told you how much all the touristy bits cost.
When you (I) go on holiday I know how much the flight and hotel costs, but
the rest is anyone’s guess.
I’m still feeling grotty… I’ve not had a cold for ages.
This time last year I had Covid and didn’t feel as yuk.
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