I slept rather well last night, which was something of a
result. I got up when “er indoors TM”’s alarm went off hoping
to get into the kitchen first. I did, I made toast and then had my usual look
at the Internet wondering if I’d missed much.
I hadn’t really.
Much of my Facebook feed this morning was adverts for
members of parliament in the Milton Keynes area. They seem to be flooding my
Facebook feed at the moment; I see these same adverts all the time. They all
follow the same format promising to reduce the taxes that their government has
put up over the years, and advocating voting Conservative because they are
supposedly less crap than Labour. I would have thought that when the
Conservative party paid good money to advertise their candidates from the
Milton Keynes area they would have had Facebook only send these adverts to
people in the Milton Keynes area. And not to me over a hundred miles away. I
would also have thought that they would have turned off the commenting on these
posts so that endless disgruntled locals couldn’t raise very valid examples of
these MPs’ failings. In trying to advertise their MPs, the Conservative party
has given a platform to their most ardent critics, and shown they are rather
profligate with money.
Not that the opposition is any better…
I was then asked to take part in a survey for people living
in Welsh Communities…
And this morning’s petty squabble was whether the movie or
video game of “Tron” came first. Thirty seconds on Google would have
given the answer, but who wants an answer when you can have an argument?
I got the leads on to the dogs… eventually. Morgan has
taken to running away whenever we try to put his lead on. I have no idea why;
he seems to have a good time when we are out.
We went up to Kings Wood where we met a load of forestry
workers having elevensies. The dogs looked hungry and all got given some of one
of the worker’s steak slice. And having been given steak slice they went and
made nuisances of themselves with the next load of forestry workers we met.
We did a rather longer walk than usual; we went right
across the woods to the North Downs Way where I managed to find a couple of
geological features that I thought might make a good Earthcache. An Earthcache
is a rather simple geology exercise for Hunters of Tupperware with both a
little lesson and an example. I pointed out that flint and chalk form together,
and that you see the two together off of the paths, but you only see flint on
the paths as the chalk is soft and gets stomped underfoot.
As I hunted for examples of geological process Treacle
waded in a swamp, Bailey rolled in fox poo, and Morgan climbed through the
tiniest of holes in a fence to get where he wasn’t supposed to be.
With geology geology-ed we went on for a much longer walk
than usual; covering over five miles. We came home for a rather serious session
in the bath; all three dogs were filthy.
I made a cuppa for “er indoors TM” and
myself, then wrote up the web page for the Earthcache project. That only took
two hours. As I nipped to the loo in between writing up Morgan snaffled my
tomato soup. “er indoors TM” watched him… and took some
photos.
No day off work is complete without doing the ironing. As I
ironed I watched a film on Netflix. “Europa Report” was
an entertaining enough sci-fi film, but covered ground that had been done far
better in other films and books decades previously.
I then dozed in front of the telly until “er indoors TM”
went off out with her work mates. I turned to Netflix again. “30 Minutes or Less”
was a comedy… or so it says on Wikipedia. It wasn’t so much “funny ha-ha”
as “funny oo-er”.
As I watched the film I scoffed a bag of mixed nuts I found
in the cupboard. They didn’t taste quite right. I wonder if that is something
to do with its having gone past its “best before” date (last November).
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