With “er indoors TM”, “Darcie Waa Waa TM”
and the dogs up in the attic room last night I thought I might get a better
night’s sleep. Had they all stayed up there I might well have done. But they
were up and down like things possessed. Or that is “er indoors TM”
and the dogs were. I didn’t hear a peep out of “Darcie Waa Waa TM”
all night.
Once up I made toast, and peered at the Internet. “Sylvanus” had sent me
a friend request on Facebook. “Sylvanus” claimed to be a professional
dominatrix mistress who loves to humiliate and “pegged for my pleasure”.
I found myself wondering that if he she or it does that nonsense
professionally, what the hourly rate might be?
I
went and woke the girls and the dogs. We got ourselves organised and set off to
Dog Club. The rain held off for us, but the constant rain of the last few days
had taken its toll on the field where we meet. It was muddy, to say the least.
Dog Club went rather
well; the dogs had a great time, and we had three new dogs along today. One
seemed rather more timid than the others; it is such a shame that when any dog
shows the slightest fear then Morgan gets very over-excited. It was also a shame
that Bailey had to roll in fox poo.
Usually as we drive home I try to guess the mystery year on
Steve’s radio show, but by the time we’d loaded dogs and baby into the car we
turned on the radio just in time to hear the answer being given out.
We got home just as the forecast rain started, so we had a
cuppa. Littlun announced she wanted to go and wreak havoc in the attic bedroom,
so whilst “er indoors TM” and the dogs went with her to
supervise I cracked on with my latest geo-project.
Having been told that a fish ladder wasn’t a suitable topic
for an Earthcache I thought I might compare and contrast the limestones in certain
structures not a million miles from where I’m staging March’s geo-meet. I got a
first draft ready and sent it through to the appropriate geo-fed. Hopefully
this will be acceptable.
I then did some more of my Coursera course until favourite
smallest granddaughter came downstairs, and all too soon it was time for her to
go home. As her grandmother loaded up the car, me and littlun stood in a downpour
singing “Rain, Rain, Go Away”.
Whilst I waited for “er indoors TM” to
return I tried (and failed) to solve geo-puzzles. “er indoors TM”
eventually returned and boiled up a very good bit of dinner which we washed
down with a bottle of plonk whilst watching more “Junior Bake Off”.
Treacle is being rather quarrelsome this evening. Morgan is
taking no notice, but I’m keeping Bailey with me; she tiddles in terror
whenever Treacle has an episode.
And it is still raining. We could have done so much today
if it hadn’t been raining since dog club.
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