Something odd was going on with not-so-nice-next-door
this morning. Her back door was wide open. Her back door is never open for more
than a second. She always has it locked, and it is open just long enough for
her to jump through when she then locks it again. I wonder what was going on
there this morning?
I made toast and looked at Facebook. It would seem
that Anne Widdecombe (who I mentioned yesterday) was murdered. Whilst I
realise that it is bad form to speak ill of the dead, it always amazed me that
someone who was an active church-goer could have so strongly supported the
policies that she did. Mind you our local Restore UK councillor is much the
same. He goes to church, does such good work with the local homeless… and look
at what his party advocates.
A new puzzle geocache went live. It didn’t take me
long to solve it… or (to be precise) find its location. However when you
get there, you’ve got a field puzzle involving a nine-volt battery. That sort
of thing is all good fun, but it don’t last long before someone breaks it.
I Munzed, Wordled from “locks” to “avian”
in four goes, then strained my brain as Steve announced the “Guess the
Lyrics” competition. “Oh so let her go don’t’ start spoiling the show”.
I got it right away – “Livin’
Thing” by ELO.
I sat and listened for my mention on air, and having
heard the world being told that I was the first one to get it we got ready for
the morning.
We took the dogs round to Repton and Dog Club. We had
over twenty dogs along and had a great time. Mostly. Morgan has got issues with
one of the newer dogs, but every time he got a little feisty I shouted at him
and he came back.
From Dog Club we drove off to Charing. We tried to do
Steve’s Mystery Year competition on the radio, but as we set off so the news
was starting, and by the time the news and the adverts had finished we were
half way up Charing hill and the signal had all but given up.
We got to the car park of the Wagon and Horses where
we met Karl and Tracey. We went for a little walk round Longbeech North. We
walked the same woods last weekend; it was rather cooler this weekend.
And with walk walked we came back to the cars and then
on to the Wagon and Horses where we had a rather good bit of dinner and a
little drinkie too. Though not quite as much of a little drinkie as we had last
weekend.
We came home. I watered the garden and counted up the
Dog Club money. Bearing in mind we charge one pound fifty per dog per week, how
could I possibly have ended up with an odd thirty-five pence?
We did “FEED THE FISH”, I watered the plants. “er
indoors TM” went off to a family
meal in Rye. I stayed on dog duty. Having downloaded some old favourite books
and MP3s I discovered “Earth
Abides” had been made into a TV show. Rather than paying good money for
the MGM app I had a look on You-Tube. So far the show is rather good.
I’ve just had a little break to do dog dinner. Morgan
has refused everything. Treacle has eaten hers and Bailey’s leftovers, and
having had a couple of mouthfuls Bailey has just gone into the garden where she
ate the turd that Treacle had just dropped…
I’m going to watch more “Earth Abides”…
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