Another lovely day. The Gorse Fox must say that the weather here near Bognor Regis has, over the last few years, been absolutely lovely. The Gorse Fox has always held that there is a micro climate here, caused by the shelter afforded by the Isle of Wight, the Manhood Peninsula, and the South Downs, and this seems to consistently give us about the best weather in the country.
The Silver Vixen was off to meet up with a friend at Haskins today, so she headed off before ten o'clock as she wanted to get a bit of shopping done first. The Gorse Fox had an appointment at the dentist so he could hang on a bit longer... and anyway, he was travelling by bus (just love that senior citizen bus pass).
Dentist went well. She poked about, took some x-rays, poked about some more, examined the x-rays, then gave the Gorse Fox a clean bill of health and commented on how healthy everything looked. That was good news as he doesn't like "intervention".
Back home he's been cleaning up his old iPad and transferring the old mind maps to the new iThoughts module. Some of them brought back some very fond memories, just as others recalled some absolute nightmares.
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