I slept well last night, which was a result.
Having no alarms set makes all the difference. I made toast and peered into the
Internet. Three more people had asked to join Dog Club… or that is to join the
Facebook group that goes with Dog Club. With over a thousand members in the
Facebook group maybe thirty or forty of them ever turn up in person. But that
is today’s society, isn’t it? Everything virtual; nothing in reality. I see
this on some of the Munzee and geocaching pages. Sadly the more vocal people
on-line would pay money rather than have to actually meet anyone else in
person.
I took the dogs up to
the woods and we had an excellent walk. We met other dogs. We played nicely
with those that wanted to play, and we came back when called (instantly)
when it became clear the other dogs weren’t interested. So much better than the
episodes we had in the pub yesterday. Mind you the pub dog was the size of a
cart horse and simply wouldn’t piss off.
As we walked a buzzard
swooped low over the dogs. But for all they have a huge wingspan, the bird’s
body was about the size of Bailey. Hopefully this means they don’t see her as
food?
We also saw a rather
nice coat hanging in a tree. Someone had dropped it over the last few days.
Perhaps I should have picked it up; as we reached the furthest point form the
car park so the rain started. It didn’t last long and we didn’t get *that*
wet really.
We came home and once mud was washed from paws and bellies I did
Dog Brekkie then got pastries from the corner shop for “er indoors TM” and me. As
I had a little look at the Internet over coffee and pastries I saw a cousin was
posting family news to Facebook. Apparently my great grandfather had a secret
second family. Born in 1888 he would have been doing that nonsense between the
wars. Was it easier to get away with that sort of thing back then? Some friend of “er indoors TM” had a husband who had a
secret second family. From a purely objective point of view this sort of thing
fascinates me.
How does anyone cover up the time required to
be off with the other family?
Especially at family
holiday time, Christmas and birthdays?
And the cost – how do
you hide that level of expense from the other half?
Personally I’d rather
have a bit of peace and quiet than double trouble…
I spent a little while
preparing for the geo-meet I’m staging in March, then completely failed to
solve a geo-puzzle about bell ringing. And then I had a message. “Lunay Camilla” wanted to be my
friend on Facebook. Hailing from La Paz in Bolivia today she (I think) started
working in the “pleasure management” department of one of the major
hotels in Sofia. This one advocates “Less talk, more seduction 💋” I suspect that this major hotel in Sofia is completely
oblivious to the antics of its latest employee. Let’s hope so…
I had planned to start
tidying up the garden this week; I pruned some of the dead stuff flowing over
the hedge from not-so-nice-next-door, then slobbed in front of the telly
watching episodes of “Four in a Bed” in which everyone started off very
chummy but progressively got nastier with each other culminating with one of
the contestants turning up to payment day obviously drunk.
“er indoors TM” went bowling (as
she does) and I sparked up Netflix and watched the first episode of “Decline and Fall”. So far
it doesn’t seem too lame…
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