Yesterday I hid another
geocache. It was made live by the nice people at geocaching dot com
at 7.25am this morning and was found for the first time less than
half an hour later. That's keen!
I then set off out to
deliver catalogues of bargains to the masses. And after I'd delivered
to forty houses I found an identical catalogue on someone's doorstep
marked for collection. Someone else had clearly done this road a few
days ago. But not just any old "someone else". This
was the person for who we act as agents. This isn't the first time
we've found her catalogues in areas where we had no idea she
delivers.
I have all but decided to
give up with doing these catalogue drops. There is absolutely no
point in doing them when we are delivering to houses that have
already had a very recent delivery from the very person who wants us
to do drops on her behalf. We have asked her to let us know where she
has delivered, and she tells us where she's been in the past. But she
never lets us know when she branches out somewhere else. That most
volatile of my bodily fluids is rapidly evaporating....
I then spent a little
while re-vamping mankybadger
dot com. I think it now looks nicer. Just as I was putting the
finishing touches to it I had a message. My acquired daughter had
found two geocaches already and was on her way to find my two. Did I
want to go out geocaching with her?
We had a great time. In
built up streets and in woodlands. Bridges and stiles. Nettles and
bus stops. Robin Hood and traffic islands. We were out for four
hours. We found eight caches, and gave up on three. Three of the
caches were multi-staged in that the initial clue didn't lead to the
actual cache, but to another clue to find the cache. We even found a
trackable.
Home to find my
hereditary daughter in residence with Sid. We exchanged a few
insults, and then "er indoors TM"
came home. We had planned to go for a walk and we thought we'd take
Fudge. We arrived at the Fudgery to find no one home, so we did a
couple more geocaches. One had a trackable, one eluded us.
We collected Fudge and
went to the warren for a walk. And guess what we did. I'll give the
thicker of my loyal readers a clue: it begins with "ge"
and ends with "ocaching".
We found one. And this
was perhaps the most interesting one ever. I found one which was just
as per the description. "er indoors TM"
found one a few yards away matching the description of what it was
once like before it was reported as lost. She'd obviously found the
original one. Soaking wet, totally sodden. With two trackables in a
very sorry state.
It was at this point that
my phone battery died, so I took this to be God's way of telling me
to get a life. We played briefly on a rope swing before taking Fudge
back home where the birthday girl was just about to start tea. Steak
and chips. It looked nice so we left them to it.
Shortly after I got home
I was told that "My Boy TM"
proposed. (I was told shortly before the official announcement was
made on Facebook). The birthday girl said "yes".
I amazed myself by not crying...
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