I woke to a bright morning, and the birds were chirping as
I scoffed toast. Sparrows. I had my usual rummage round the Internet. Apart
from endless adverts about “Back to the Future” (what was that all
about?) Facebook was dull but I had an email about my leccie and gas bill.
My account is fifty quid in credit which is something of a result I suppose.
I Munzed and Wordled, and then the dogs got up. I followed
them with a trowel as I do, and sniggered. I could tell the rain had been heavy
last night; rather than going right up the garden to unload, the late night
turds had been dolloped only a few feet from the back door. It’s a dog thing.
I then got the ladder out and went upstairs with it. We’ve
been hearing a chirping from above the airing cupboard, and from the outside it
looks like the sparrows have been getting under the tiles. There was nothing to
be seen in the airing cupboard; I got into the loft space above the back room
and nothing seemed amiss. So I got onto the flat roof above the bathroom and
had a look from the outside. The sparrows have made a little nest underneath
one of the roof tiles. They don’t seem to be doing any harm there.
We took the dogs out. Bearing in mind last night’s rain we
wanted to go somewhere relatively dry so we followed the path along the river
up to Henwood and came back again, finding three new geocaches as we went.
As always when on their leads the dogs’ behavior left
something to be desired. It usually does. When running free they are fine with
other dogs; when on the lead there is loads of snarling and barking.
As we walked up the river we saw a nesting swan. The bird
was fast asleep on the net as everyone was walking to and fro along the path.
We came home. After a cuppa “er indoors TM” went
round to the scout hut for a meeting. Much as I love the scout group, it can be
a nuisance. Most scouty people have nothing else in their lives as scouting
completely takes your life over (been there, done that!) so a weekend
with no scouty things is ideal for a meeting. Personally I’d rather have had
the meeting one weekday evening but scouty people are doing scouty things every
weekday evening… I was a scout leader for thirteen years. We had the cubs
meeting on a Tuesday, I’d often be expected to show up at Beavers on a
Wednesday. Monday and Thursday was district committee meetings, Friday would be
fundraising events, weekends often had sporting events… I must have enjoyed my
time as a scout leader, but it certainly takes over.
Effectively today was pretty much a non-event so’s a
one-hour meeting could happen. That’s effectively a wasted weekend.
But there it is.
I cleaned the fish tank filter, and both pond filters, and
got more fence painted before “er indoors TM” came
home. “er indoors TM” came home to say that a merger is
on the cards for the scout group. The group with which I used to help has no
over-elevens any more, but has its own premises. The Stanhope scout group has
no under-elevens and meets where it can. It makes sense to combine the two. As
always I’m tempted to offer to help, but scouting really does take over. It was
mentioned that the grounds of the scout hut need tidying – we might be able to
organize a geo-meet to do that.
We then spent a little while putting the new garden table
together. The old one collapsed a while ago.
Over some pork chops we watched the most recent episode of “Race
Around the World”. The race is getting to the final stages… it’s getting
rather exciting, and not at all the stage in the race at which to stuff up…
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