The weekend had been rather dull. And as is so often the
way, now it is all over it turned out there was a rather epic beer festival in
Tenterden over the weekend that I missed. Back in the day the local branch of
CAMRA used to organize a beer festival at the Rare Breeds centre. We went many
times. A while ago it was moved from the Rare Breeds centre to the Kent and
East Sussex railway in Tenterden… and yet again I found out about it after the
event.
There had been an “Open Gardens” event in Challock
yesterday when I could have gone and been nosey at people’s gardens, and something
else I found out as I scoffed toast was that the chap who created cybermen (in
“Doctor Who”) used to live just up the road in Doddington.
I got the dogs onto the leads (four – as Pogo had been
with us overnight) and we set off for an adventure. As we drove the pundits
on the radio were interviewing one of the head honchos of Reform UK. This chap
had been the party’s chairman last week but had resigned saying that working
for the party was not “a good use of my time”. He’s now come back and
taken up another job with Reform UK; he was rather vague as to what it was but
did say he’d had loads of messages from members of Reform UK urging him to remain.
It was implied that being a Muslim himself he would have a moderating effect on
the party. Hopefully he will…
As we drove we saw a car with the registration “G4 MNG”;
I bet that wasn’t cheap.
We got to the woods and had a good walk. The ground wasn’t
that wet bearing in mind the weekend’s overnight rain but there were puddles;
some rather deep. Treacle had a wallow.
I tried the birdsong app; it detected two sorts of
chiffchaff. I had thought there was only one sort; it turns out there’s four. It
detected a spotted flycatcher, and claimed to have detected a common eider
which ironically is rather rare in Kings Wood. Probably because I doubt there’s
any actually there.
We came home, and I painted fence until “Daddies’ Little
Angel TM” returned from her appointment. I drove her and
Pogo back home and went shopping…
Oh dear.
The Cheriton branch of Tesco had renovations going on and
pretty much every aisle I needed was closed. So I drove up the motorway to the
one in Willesborough. I got what I needed and saw there was an offer on bottles
of wine. If I were to buy three or more that were on offer I would get
twenty-five per cent off. I picked up three bottles that were very clearly
labelled as being in the deal – in front of each bottle was a sign saying the
wine was in the deal. I got to the till and felt that the bill was a tad high.
It turned out that for a wine to be in
the deal, the wine had to be labelled “Tesco’s Finest”. Sadly this
wasn’t what the advertisement said; it clearly said that each of the wines I
picked up were part of the deal.
And having taken my money, both the
cashier and the customer service staff refused to give a refund.
I came home and sent Tesco’s head office a complaint. Or
tried to. Eventually I found a Whatsapp number where after quite a bit of
farting about I eventually got told that a real person would be in touch with
me.
Someone claiming to be called Finlay Whatsapped me five
minutes later wanting a photo of the receipt and my email address, and five
minutes after that he emailed me a voucher for nearly nine quid.
It pays to complain.
Whilst I’d been in Tesco I’d got us a cream slice each for
lunch (diet? – what diet!). I was rather amazed to find that there’s
about fifty more calories in a croissant than there is in a cream slice. It’s
like flapjack. I thought that stuff would be healthy. It pays to have a
calorie-counting app.
I went into the garden and painted more fence. I’ve got to
the panels near the house which are behind planters and lock-ups and are
difficult to get to. And consequently I don’t get much done before it starts
hurting. I got one panel done, did the “Feed The Fish” ritual, then made
us both a cuppa.
After a rather good bit of scoff “er indoors TM” went
bowling like she does most Mondays. I put “Orange is the New Black” on
the telly and cracked on with the ironing.
The weekend was rather dull… today was rather busy. I’m
worn out.
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