I got up and opened the fifth window of my Advent
Calendar…and started wondering about it. And then I had a little look in the
garden. The electrical fix I’d performed yesterday was working fine despite the
heavy overnight rain we’d had. I saw that as a result.
I made toast and sparked up my lap-top. The anti-virus
immediately gave me a little lecture about package scams. Apparently
over a third of the UK population have had these text messages claiming there
is some issue with whatever it is that you have ordered on-line and either ask
for money, or give you a link on which to click; this link immediately
downloading malicious software to your device. One of the first things the
anti-virus suggested this morning was stopping and thinking if you actually
ordered anything on-line. It claimed that the people most likely to fall for
this scam were those who hadn’t ordered anything in the first place.
And there was quite the argument about the USS Yorktown in
the film Star Trek IV… it was a shame that those getting rather angry had the
name of the fictional spaceship wrong. It wasn’t Yorktown, it was Saratoga.
With “er indoors TM” off out to
a craft club extravaganza I took the dogs up to the woods. The weather forecast
said that the drizzle would hold off for the morning… it eventually eased up a
little.
We had a good walk. As we walked we saw two other groups in
the distance who on seeing us popped their dogs onto leads and hurried off in
different directions to avoid us. Are we that bad? Mind you we met a third lot
at the end of our walk when walking up the hill to the car park. They saw me
and the girls and immediately put their dogs on leads and all but sprinted up
the hill to get away from us. They hadn’t expected Morgan to do his usual thing
of running up the hill through the woods then running down the hill to find us.
This lot of people were so intent on watching us and getting away from us they
screamed out loud when Morgan ran through the middle of them as he flew down
the hill.
We came home for a warm shower. For some reason Bailey
screamed when being washed. I have no idea why.
I did the dishwasher-ing, then as the dogs snored I settled
down for a lazy day in front of the telly. Season two of “Silo” had been
released on Apple TV… it was a shame that the Apple TV app on the SkyQ said
there was no internet connection. But (strangely) there was enough
internet for Netflix. I started re-watching “The Empress”. There’s a
new season out. Apparently I liked the first season. I have no memory of it,
but according to my diary I watched it two years ago when I said it was “quite
entertaining for all that (like with “House of the Dragon”) nothing much seems
to be happening”. At the same time I
mentioned another TV show – “Better Than Us” – which I also don’t
remember.
“The Empress” was rather good.
I uploaded today’s episode of this
year’s Christmas story. The plot has taken an unexpected twist. Mind you I say
“plot” – there isn’t one. I’m making it up as I go along, and am living
in terror as to what I will find every morning.
And then “er indoors TM” returned home.
We loaded the dogs into the car and set off to Battle. Gordon was staging a
geo-meet outside the Abbey and there were supposed to be lights and carol
singers and events and activities. Sadly the weather was against us, but having
arrived early and having had a crafty pint in the Abbey hotel, we had a good
little catch-up with friends despite the rain.
We came home via the chip shop down the road. Two portions
of cod and chips and a couple of pickled onions – twenty-five quid. Am I mean
in thinking that’s expensive?
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