It was a shame that “er indoors TM” didn’t
turn her alarm off this morning. I don’t often get chance for a lie-in.
She and the dogs went back to sleep, but being wide awake I
got up. I made toast and had a look at the Internet. Facebook was crawling with
all sorts of posters and photos and memes about not giving dogs chocolate or
hot cross buns this Easter, and the religious and anti-religious were
squabbling. But there wasn’t much else going on.
In a novel break with recent tradition a series of
geocaches had been published. Forty miles away, but sadly that’s seems to be
the best we can hope for these days.
As “er indoors TM” sorted her brekkie I
put the finishing touches to my current Wherigo project. Most of my previous
ones have been linear in that you start at the beginning and work to the end.
This one has six zones which you can visit in any order. I’m quite pleased with
how this one works, but then I was rather pleased with my “Crystal Maze”
Wherigo which probably took more effort than all the other Wherigos I’ve
written combined, and the public weren’t at all impressed…
I set off to work with something of a sulk. I didn't want
to be working today. If I had my time again I would not work in a hospital, or
anywhere that never puts up a "closed" sign.
I took a couple of diversions on the way.
First of all to B&Q which wasn't so much a DIY shop as
a day-care centre for unruly brats. Don't parents do *anything* to
control their children these days? Kids were sprinting wildly in all directions
whilst shrieking like banshees. I
managed to thread my way through them to get some lawn food and a new yard
brush (the old one snapped when I was using it as a hammer), and I then
joined the queue for the till. That's "till" and not "tills".
Some woman member of their staff was trying to get people to use the
self-service check-outs, but every time she tried, some chap in the queue for
the one till with a human behind it replied (very loudly) that none of
us work in B&Q. The chap's got a point. If they want me to do the job of
the check-out girl they can either pay me her wages, or give me a reduction on
what I'm buying.
From there I went to Biddenden Vineyard to get some beers
for tomorrow. I got what looks like an interesting selection. Is it though? I
will find out tomorrow (hopefully).
As I was walking out I was greeted with a cheery hello. A
fellow hunter of Tupperware. I'd not seen Becky for ages; it was good to catch
up. She'd recently walked the geo-series I'd hidden in Kings Wood recently and
had quite a lot of good things to say about it.
I then stopped off at the shop in Sissinghurst for a bit of
lunch. They don't give the stuff away, but it is usually good stuff that they
are knocking out.
And so to work. There was so much else I could have been
doing today. Especially as the Bank Holliday on Monday has rain forecast, and
the weather today was glorious. I know it was - I could see it out of the
window…
With work done I came home. Having been working at Pembury
the journey home wasn’t the best. And sadly neither was tonight’s episode of “Star
Trek: Picard”…
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