Raiders.

Angry with myself that the holiday is nearly over and I have done almost nothing owing to feeling so knackered. So whilst my partner is on hol with her mum in Shakespeare Country I decided to get off my lazy derriere and get as much into the last day as I could.
Just before the Foot and Mouth outbreak happened many years ago ( I think I might have foot and mouth actually!) I purchased a metal detector. I never got to use it until today. I drove into the country and found a nice field to wander around. Only 5 minutes into my Indiana Jones escapade I saw an irate Farmer shouting and running over a field towards me. I legged it!!!
I then went onto an antiques fair and was caught short in the middle of going around. This could be due to my rather over indulgence in chocolate yesterday. I then went onto a Nursery where I watched some bee's in a hive. Marvelous little chaps. They get back to the hive and depending on what dance they do, the other bee's know where to find the honey. They use the clock system to communicate, with 12 o'clock being the position of the sun. So if they move from 6 to 12 and wiggle there little furry bums a few times then the other bee's know to fly towards the sun. Depending on how many times the bee shakes it's touche, this donates the distance?? Brill eh!
I then went off to a small town for lunch and visited a pet shop. I bought old Barney the ear lobe nibbling rodent a proper house to live in. It is a thatched cottage complete with front door and chimney? Just thought though. Knowing this Council I will probably have to pay extra Community rip off charge?
Seeing my partner is in Stratford it reminded me of when old Shakespeare walked into a pub for a drink. The Landlord said 'I can't serve you' Why not asked the old thespian? ' Because you are Bard, said the Landlord'. Yes I know it's old, but it's the best I can get out of the barrel. Going to try and train this afternoon. A bit ambitious because I feel like poo but we will see if it shakes me out of this tiredness?