Another
rough night. For some odd reason my phone was beeping with various
notifications during the night despite having no connection to the
internet. It does that; I wish it
wouldn’t.
I
got up and hosed out my sinuses, then looked into the Internet as I scoffed
toast. Quite a few friends had news. One had moved to a rather large house in
Norfolk, one had moved to Tyneside, one had taken promotion to a hospital in
Bath, one had retired, one had had the all-clear from breast cancer.
Being
a rather nosey sort of person this is the sort of thing I want to hear from
social media. The morning’s on-line argument about whether or not Reg Varney had
been the first person in the UK to use a cashpoint machine (he was)
isn’t why the Internet was invented.
Being
Saturday we left the girls asleep in the attic room and went to Dog Club. There
was quite a high turn-out today, and none of the unpleasantness that we had
last week. Everyone got on fine realising the petty spats between the dogs are
over as quick as they start. I took a few photos too.
I
had wondered if I should have gone to Dog Club; it only went on for forty
minutes but at the end I was worn out. As we drove home we struggled with
Steve’s Mystery Year competition on the radio. I was convinced it was some time
in the mid seventies until Steve let the cat out of the bag by playing a record
he said was one of his favourite eighties tracks. Whoops! Mind you I was still
two years out.
We
came home and the girls all got ready and went to the family golf day in
Hastings. I stayed home with the dogs and watched “Bridge Over The River
Kwai” as I did the ironing, and with the ironing done I sat and felt rather
ill as I struggled with a series of geo-puzzles that have been put out for the
South of England Mega event in a few weeks’ time. One was particularly fiendish
and involved a game of Battleships… it gave me a headache.
Eventually the girls returned. “Daddy’s Little Angel TM”
and “Darcie Waa Waa TM” went off to see a friend’s new
puppy. “er
indoors TM” boiled up some rather good beefburgers which
we scoffed whilst watching the last episode of “Race Across the World”. Mind
you I say “last episode”; there’s a celebrity version featuring people
of whom no one has ever heard, and apparently the BBC have announced a new
season will be made.
Despite having done pretty much nothing today, I feel worn
out.
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