Continuous positive
airway pressure machine only work when they can blast air into
airways. With a completely obstructed conk I only slept for about
three hours last night. I gave up trying to sleep and was ironing my
shirts shortly after 5am.
The plan for the day
involved picking people up at 8.45am. Most people feel that is an
early start. For me the day *really* seems half-gone by then. This
surgical re-bore of my nose can't come quickly enough.
I added the trackable
number to "The World's Sexiest Hat" (it's a
geocaching thing) and with ten to go minutes before we set off on
our planned geo-mission before today's geo-meet a whole load of new
geocaches went live. So we abandoned our planned walk and thought
we'd chase the FTFs.
We got to say that we
were the First One to Find It on a few ocassions today; for which we
were rather smug. There were one or two we didn't find, including one
up a tree which was rather higher thaan we'd been led to beleive (or
so we have been told). We shall go back next weekend and have a
look-see.
After our stroll we
wandered down to the nearby pub for the monthly geo-meet. An
afternoon spent sitting in the sunshine chatting with friends is
always good. It would have been good to have stayed longer, but other
plans had been made.
I rounded up the women of
the family and took them to Hastings for a hen party. I then went
over the road where the men of the family were having a crafty barby;
periodically visited by women for whom the hen party was just a lttle
too much. We had a good time scoffing burgers and chatting. I am
reliably informed that the ladies had a good time with meat as well
when the stripper arrived. There were some rather alarming shrieks
when he started waving his nasty like a lasso (apparenlty). I
was asked if was at all concerned that some bloke was benig paid
over a hundred quid to brandish his cock at my aunt, mother, wife,
sister in law, daughter and daughter in law. The only concern I had
was that if he was getting so much money why couldn't I get paid to
wave mine about too...
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