5 July 2024 (Friday) - Rain Stopped Play

On Tuesday when I was in the thick of “Whinge Mode” when I went to bed I’d only done nine hundred steps. Yesterday when I set off to my pit I’d done just under twenty six thousand steps. I ached a little when I got up this morning.
I made toast and had a look at the news. The election results were in. Locally we’ve now got a new MP. The Labour chap is now my elected representative. Mind you I wouldn’t say he won. Reform split the Conservative vote. Had Reform not stood locally pretty much everyone who voted for them would have gone with the Conservatives and they would have won by seven thousand votes. Mind you only sixty per cent of the electorate turned out.
I had a friend request on Facebook. Stacey looked to be wipe-clean which was probably for the best.
With drizzle forecast for the day I thought I might as well bite the bullet and take the dogs out anyway. We got to the woods, walked half a mile and the drizzle turned to torrential rain. We turned round, but were all soaked by the time we got back to the car.
As we drove home the talk on the radio was about yesterday’s election. First of all the eminent politician Peter Mandelson was being interviewed. It was a shame that he mumbled and muttered so much that no one could hear a word that he was saying. And then there was an interview with someone or other about what the new Prime Minister’s first actions might be. It was mentioned that he would need to have a budget announcement as soon as possible. Possibly as soon as September. Soon? There’s no urgency with these people, is there?
We got home, had warm showers to hose off all the mud, and I made us both a cuppa then did a little CPD. But only a little. I geo-puzzled for a bit, then drove “Darcie Waa Waa TM to collect her mother. The journey was rather dodgy. With motorway notices saying a major delay to get to Folkestone I tried to take the A-road only to find it closed. I eventually got to Folkestone via Hythe. Fortunately littlun slept for most of the journey. We came home via Canterbury as I had a vague idea to call in at the petting farm at Chilham, but littlun was still asleep and the rain had picked up. So we came home as the rain eased up a bit.
Daddy’s Little Angel TM” and “Darcie Waa Waa TM went to the park. I had a plan to have a look in the garden, but the drizzle got heavier so I carried on fighting with geo-puzzles until “er indoors TM sorted out dinner.
Yesterday I walked ten miles in the glorious sunshine. Today I got soaked to the skin in five minutes and spent the rest of the day avoiding the rain. And I’ve got guts ache now…

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