Regular visitors here will hopefully notice that I have been redecorating. I hope you like my new improved look and take a bit of time to have a look around. In particular check out the Home Page for the full effect. If you think that anything is missing or find any pictures or links that don’t appear to be working please do let me know.
Being married to a web/tech geek has many advantages, one of them being that all this work has been able to go on behind the scenes, so to speak, and the transition from old home to new has been fairly seamless. I am not sure how he puts up with me and my need for things to be ‘just so’ but I am very grateful that he does. Despite me being a bit OCD about the whole thing I think he has secretly enjoyed this task as he does like making technology his bitch.
Anyway, the last few days have seen us both fairly consumed with this job and so time for writing has been a little diminished. When that happens I tend to turn to a much-loved subject, The Scavenger Hunt, for inspiration.
This location has been tempting me all winter long. It is on one of my regular walks but it seemed no matter how much I planned to do it something would get in the way and that was usually someone sitting on it. Which, despite the cold and the wet happened on a surprising number of occasions. I guess Brits are a hardy bunch and will happily sit in the cold and the rain to eat their sandwiches or enjoy the view.
After weeks of aborted attempts a rather grey and very cold day finally delivered me the empty bench I needed.
Just to show that this path is fairly public and well used I snapped this shot. You can’t quite see the bench but it is just off to the right off the picture.
As you will see, beneath my walking clothes I tend to be dressed (or undressed) ready to make the most of these opportunities when they present themselves. The funny thing is, that I took a whole load of pictures but when I went to review them I discovered that the label in my knickers had been sticking out and it was not small or discreet, in fact it was fairly large and rather black and shiny and laying perfecting along the line of my spine. However whilst kneeling down and looking through the pictures I had failed to notice a female hiker appear on the path. When she got to me, crouching in the mud in my walking boots and funky socks, (I had slipped my jacket back on to cover my bare breasts) she asked me what I was taking pictures of in the bush. After a brief pause, to consider my answer and ponder at her apparent lack of observational skills with regards to my outfit I replied with..
“Oh really?” she replied in a somewhat excited and interested voice… “Do you need any help?”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud whilst assuring her I was fine on my own. I had to bite my tongue not to say “Move along now, nothing interesting to see here” but yet again, I was amazed at how unobservant people actually are. She really didn’t seem to notice that I was only partially clothed or that what I was wearing was rather odd considering the location. However, yet again, I find myself grateful for this fact and once she had gone on her way I resumed my position, re-took my shots without the label sticking out and just managed to get my clothes back on before anyone else appeared.
This is my 48th locations. You can find my complete list so far on my Scavenger Hunt page
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