I slept well, which was a result. I made toast and had
a little look at the Internet. This morning loads of people were openly
laughing at President Donald Trump. I can’t work the bloke out. He’s rich, he’s
got to be the most powerful person on the planet. Can he *really* he the
feeble-minded simpleton that he appears to be in the news and in the media?
There was a lot of talk about 27 Codrington Road
Briston which was where “The Young Ones” was filmed. Some people
claiming to be working in American blood banks were asking the most
fundamentally basic questions. I follow several work-related Facebook groups
and it never fails to amaze me how little many of the Americans posting there
seem to know. Is this the sort of health care we want in the UK?
And I saw a lot of stuff about the new “Star Trek:
Starfleet Academy” show. Oh, there was squabbles. In the eighties and
nineties I used to subscribe to fan-made Star Trek magazines which were
basically a paper version of on-line discussion forums. The postings to that
could be very bitter, personal and nasty, and thirty years later nothing has
changed.
I Munzed, and got Wordle on the last try. My fifth try
(scuba) had given me one letter in the right place, and three wrong
ones. So I just randomly tried combinations if letters until the thing accepted
“sumac”
which apparently is a spice used in cookery. No – I’d never heard of it either.
We got ourselves organised and drove down to
Newington. We walked the dogs round the geocaching Ad-Lab series that was
there, and had a little diversion at the village hall. There was an interesting
religious howling coming out of there which we ignored whilst getting clues.
And clued up we then took a little walk across some wet fields to find a
geocache at the base of an oak tree.
We then carried on with the Ad-Lab, and saw a few
friends as we did. What a co-incidence that they were there (!)
From Newington we drove up to the Blue Silo micropub.
We found this place a month ago and thought it might make an idea
venue for a geo-meet, and it did. Over twenty of us turned out. It was good to
meet up with friends; I do like the geo-meets. Excellent beer, sausage rolls,
scotch eggs… it was a shame that Morgan had to be an idiot, but he got banished
to the car boot, and after a few minutes in “dog prison” he soon behaved
himself.
The organisers were very pleased with the amount of
customers I’d brought in, and offered us the use of their private room for
future meets. That was a result.
I
took a few photos whilst we were out.
We came home where I had a little doze. Perhaps the
afternoon’s fifth pint was a tad keen. “er indoors TM” boiled
up pork chops which we scoffed whilst watching Friday’s episode of “Junior
Bake Off”. We’ve now caught up with that show until tomorrow’s episode.
We’re now watching “The Floor” with Rob Bryden.
And there’s a constant hissing sound in my ears. I’ve
had tinnitus for weeks and it’s not getting any better…
Perhaps I should see someone about it.
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