In between the McDonalds and the kebab yesterday I had far too much
salt. I was laying in bed feeling particularly grim when “er indoors TM” and the
dogs came up at one o’clock. The dogs all got rather excited. I made the
schoolboy error of nipping to the loo, and spent the rest of the night with six
inches of bed.
Over brekkie as I
peered into the Internet I saw that yesterday I’d had birthday wishes from one
hundred and twenty-five Facebook friends which was something of a result. I
also had a message from Facebook. A couple of days ago I’d been presented with
a rather innocuous advert which when you clicked on it gave you a full-screen
view of some lady-bits. I reported the ad, but Facebook replied “We didn't
remove the ad. To keep our review
process as fair as possible, we use the same Advertising Standards to review
reports.
We've taken a look and
found that this ad doesn't go against our Advertising Standards”. According to their Advertising Standards “Ads must not
contain adult content. This includes nudity, depictions of people in explicit
or suggestive positions, or activities that are overly suggestive or sexually
provocative” but a full-on fanny is acceptable? Go figure.
We got ourselves and
the dogs together for a very quick geo-session (despite the rain). There
were a couple of geo-puzzles I’d spent ages trying to solve, and it now turns
out that the chap who’d set the puzzles and hidden the caches has announced “I’m
no longer supporting geocaching as a cache owner as I refuse to support an
organisation with double standards and dishonest practices” and is in the
process of fetching in all the caches he’s put out. Having spent ages finding
the locations of two which aren’t that far from home I wanted to at least get
those ones. There’s quite a lot of others I spent ages solving that are now
archived.
Having messaged quite a
few people, it seems that no one knows what the sulk is about, but I doubt the
sulk will stop him going out finding the things.
We
drove out to… where these caches were hidden, and the rain held off long enough
for us to find them. Then we drove through the rain down to Folkestone to see “Daddy’s
Little Angel TM” and “Darcie Waa Waa TM”.
They were both well. We sang along to various videos before nipping
to the KFC for lunch. The plan for today was to have a little walk along the
prom, but the rain soon put paid to that. We scoffed KFC and sang songs until
it was time to go home. It would have been good to have stayed longer, but “er indoors TM” had to go
to the opticians.
We came home. “er indoors TM” went to the
opticians and I dozed in front of the telly until she came home when she boiled
up fajitas which we scoffed whilst watching “Taskmaster: New Zealand” and
I fell asleep again.
I do that a lot.
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