Another wet morning, but with a forecast looking better for
later in the day. As we planned where we might go we were suddenly plunged into
darkness as the power failed. A quick fiddle with the trip switch sorted it all
out, but what was that all about?
With power restored we decided to go for a walk round the
village of Reach, but as we decided that so the heavens opened. But we went
anyway. Between seeing the downpour and putting on our shoes the rain stopped.
Reach was ten miles from base along some of the bumpiest
roads we’ve ever travelled along. We got there and had a good walk about. The ground
was nowhere near as muddy as other walks have been this week. As always our
route was set by a series of geocaches. Sadly like most we went for this week
they were rather old caches and things have changed since the things were
hidden eight years ago. What was once “base of post” is now “under
six feet of thicket”. What was once “base of tree” is now “in the
hedge”.
After a good walk we came back to base, had a light late
lunch, and I had a kip on the sofa. A little later as dinner was being prepared
I smelled something. The chicken I’d got from the local shop a couple of days
ago was rancid.
With nothing else in the cupboard to scoff I took the chicken
back to the shop. I explained what had happened to the chap behind the counter
and showed him the offending chicken. He had a look and a sniff and called his
manager over. I overheard the chap say “this man bought some chicken here.
Christ, it stinks!”. The manager was happy to refund or replace. I went for
a refund; as I said to her the chicken in their chiller cabinet (with five
days left on its best by date) was a strange blue-grey colour. Perhaps they
need a proper fridge with a door that closes?
We went up to the co-op and got some non-rancid chicken,
and once that was cooked up we had a rather good dinner. And with dinner scoffed
we played a couple of games of “Sorry”, of which I won one.
We’re going home tomorrow…
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