When I’m on the early shift at Pembury (like I was
supposed to be today) I like to set off about six o’clock so as to give
myself time to get through the sets of temporary traffic lights that plague
that journey. Having already phoned in sick I eventually woke up this morning
about an hour after I would have started working.
I did another COVID test; I’ve got an appointment with the
dental hygienist on Monday. They say that if I’m feeling OK and testing
negative then I can go ahead with the appointment. I’m testing negative, and I
think I’m on the mend. I’ve still got a little way to go, but I’m certainly
better than I was.
I made toast and had a look at the Internet just in case
I’d missed anything. There was a bit of a squabble about electric cars taking
place on one of the Facebook pages I follow. It would seem the price of them is
coming down, and having bought one, very few people them go back to a petrol or
diesel car. I must admit I’d love an electric car. But… The things have a range
of about two hundred miles (about!). Which is about (!) three
trips to work. Bearing in mind that in the works car park there are spaces for
two thousand cars and chargers for two cars. And also bearing in mind that I
rarely get to park outside the house, an electric car remains impractical.
Despite feeling rather
iffy I still took the dogs to the woods. They get fractious if not given a
walk. We went to Longbeech where again a huge foreign camper van was taking up
most of the car park. I’ve been told that this car park features on an on-line
list of places where you can park a camper van for free, and that’s why there’s
so often huge camper vans taking the piss.
Apart from Bailey
rolling in fox poo the walk passed off rather well. For all that I was a
gasping sweating mess when we got to the end of the walk, I was nowhere near as
bad as I had been yesterday.
We came home, washed off
the fox poo, hung out the washing, and I cracked on with geo-puzzling. After
some herculean brain straining I eventually got the thumbs-up from the
geo-checker on the puzzle with which I’ve been fighting for the last three days.
If I’m feeling better that might make for a little mission over the weekend. Or
it might not.
I then started on some
more geo-puzzles in the Romney Marsh area. These ones are dead simple… in
theory. The puzzle gives you a photo of a location on the Romney Marsh. All you
have to do is find where that location is. Then once you’ve found where it is
the puzzle tells you how far from that spot the actual geocache is, and in what
direction. You can use a website (geocaching toolbox) to work out the
final location given the photographed location, distance and direction. All you
have to do is work out where the photograph was taken. And that’s easy enough.
Google Street View will show you that.
There’s eight puzzles
of this sort. I took screen shots of all eight final locations, and after an
hour driving my lap-top round the Romney Marsh using Google Street View I
hadn’t found any.
“er indoors TM” boiled up a
rather good bit of dinner this evening which we washed down with a bottle of
plonk as we watched more “Bake Off: The Professionals”. Sometimes I
wonder if I’d paid more attention to “Boss” from my days at the Harbour
Restaurant might I have ended up as a professional chef?
And in closing, today is my thirty-eighth wedding
anniversary.
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