I slept rather well. Not having an alarm set helps, as does
having settled dogs. I shaved with a new razor blade (what with it being the
first of the month) once I’d opened the packet. I wasted an inordinately
long time this morning trying to open a packet of razor blades. How hard could
it be? – You’d be surprised.
The only thing of note on Facebook this morning was the
news that the new version of the geogaching app I use had gone
live.
I got the dogs organized and we went up to the woods for a
walk. So did loads of other people too. Usually once we are away from the car
park, seeing more than two other groups is a lot. We met nine today. About
three quarters of a mile from the car park we met some normal people with their
dog on a lead. They glared at me in a rather pointed way. I wish people would
let their dogs run. It doesn’t take *that* much effort to instill a
reasonable recall into them.
As we walked we met the children from the local special
school. We’ve met them before. Some of the kids stroked Morgan and Bailey, and
one went utterly hysterical at the prospect of the dogs running into the camp
fire they had made. As if any dog is going to be stupid enough to run into a
fire.
We came home for a cuppa, then I popped to Bybrook Barn
garden centre to get some fish for the new pond. There was a sign saying that
they had to ask questions about pond keeping for the animal’s welfare. I felt
rather sorry for “junior spotty” who was trying to give me the third
degree on fish keeping. He insisted that I started off with five fish, and
seemed rather surprised that I only wanted five. He started going on about how
many fish you can have in a pond… I suggested about one twentieth of the number
they had in theirs, and wondered if things were different for shops rather than
for customers. But what do I know – I’ve only been keeping fish (on and off)
since 1975.
Once home again I popped the bag containing the fish into
the new pond. “Junior spotty” had said to leave it for five minutes to
equilibrate… I left it half an hour. Long enough to mow the lawn and clean out
the big pond’s pressure filter and watch the sparrows on the bird feeder.
The little fish immediately swam under the waterfall and
hid. I left them to it whilst I pootled about the garden for a bit before
sitting down for a lunch of smoky bacon flavoured crisps and a tin of Doctor
Pepper. As I scoffed I kept looking at the water feature at the top of the
garden. It has never worked as a water feature in that you couldn’t actually
see the water doing much. So I took it all apart, demoted the rabbit water
feature to “garden ornament” and had a rummage in the shed. I came up
with a water feature head that looked OK, so I had an experiment with it to
find the right pump setting to make it work. I maintain it was “an
experiment with it to find the right pump setting” and not “spraying
water everywhere”.
The upgraded water feature looks far better than it used
to.
I then tried the new fish on a little fish food. They all
scoffed some; that’s a good sign. And with them fed the dogs went berserk as we
did the “Feed the Fish” ritual. I think we’ll keep that to the big pond.
By the time “er indoors TM” set off to
visit “Daddy’s
Little Angel TM” I was knackered. I didn’t go; I stayed home
with the dogs. It can become a bit like hard work with all the dogs mobbing
Pogo whilst Pogo mobs anyone he can. As the dogs snored I downloaded the new
version of my geocaching app. I was rather dreading doing so as I’ve got used
to the old one, but this new one is excellent. It took me five minutes to get
it going, and it plays Wherigos too… on ordnance survey maps. A serious result…
if you like playing Wherigo.
“er indoors TM” returned with kebab which
we scoffed whilst watching the extended Christmas episode of “Bottom”. I
think I’ve eaten too much kebab…
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