Monday 27 August 2012

Monday 27th August 2012

So, instead of going to work, and seeing as the banks were closed for the day, most of the country also had the day off, and I'm sure that official figures will show, that productivity this quarter will fall as a result.

I mean we have already heard bad weather, Easter and the May day holiday falling on back to back weekends, the Queens's Jubilee; oh no, nothing was mentioned about that four day weekend, but those pesky public service workers having a day's strike, that will bring the whole goddamned economy down.

Only it didn't.

Anyway, in a break with tradition, we got no rain today, and even for a time this morning we had sunshine. So, instead of getting out and taking advantage of the weather, i laid in bed an extra hour to nearly midday. Sorry, seven in the morning.

To Moor at Oare

After breakfast, we headed out to the car and went back to Faversham for a walk along Oare Creek. The Oare is one of the rivers in the town, and as such at low tide it reduces to something like a trickle running through mud. But, thanks to the wonders of GSV, we can see interesting places to see from above. I saw boats moored along the river and a pub stuck in the middle of nowhere.

Big Skies

So, we drove back up the A2, dodging the holiday traffic and speed freaks, headed through Faversham, consulting the street map and finding our way out the other side of the town and onto the marshes. Once on the marshes we found that the road was private with no parking spaces. So, once at the end of the road looking at the river. We drove back to Oare, the area of Faversham, found a place to park and found a footpath along the river.

Creeklife

And that really is it; we walked, had fine views over the town with the majestic huge sky overhead; where else would it be? I took shots of the river with the sky reflected in the muddy water. I saw many dragonflies, but none settled long enough for me to photograph. So made do with snapping more shots of the sky and marshes.

Oaresome Sky

Once at the Shipwright Arms we found the confluence of the two creeks, and the landscape flat before us. We turned round and headed back to the car the way we had come.

Once back home we had roast beef sandwiches with the meat left over from last night's dinner along with a mango smoothie. Whilst Jools went off to forage from sloes and elderberries, I stayed home and mowed the lawn. Nothing more exciting than that.

More Oare Creek

I ended the day reading the second half of The Fear Index by Robert Harris; I have been reading it for a couple of weeks, but rattled through the second half of the book in a couple of hours. And, meh. I guessed the plot and what was causing the plot to be driven and how it was going to play out. I guess I was expecting something more from the author, who I love, but this is almost Dan Brown style, certainly in one of his earlier books. But, passed the time and got me off the computer for a few hours.

I ended up the day cooking chorizo hash for dinner, but changed it a bit by using Hungarian paprika sausage instead of the usual Spanish.

Still good.

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