Showing posts with label visits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label visits. Show all posts

Monday, 26 April 2010

Another landmark

We pass another landmark today, or rather we pass two. We have, during the course of today, seen our 6000th hit on this blog (now 6008) and our 9000th Page View (currently 9017). We are also keeping up our usual good spread across the world and all this despite the fact that I've not been quite so good lately at posting as frequently.

Some of this is down to a bit of drift in the enthusiasm department - I was struggling to find anything more interesting to say besides "went to the Rec again and met Luca the Lurcher / Theo the Dalmatian / Smudge1 / Smudge2 / Barney / Bailey etc etc". We dogs do not live interesting lives all the time.

A part of it too is that some of the posting drive on this computer is now shared with Dad's other love, the SB Cambria, where he posts every day. If you fancy a quick look visit the Cambria Trust website and look in "Volunteer's Views" - that's Dad posting those. They are all about barges, though, so be warned.

Meanwhile, thanks for reading this stuff and creeping those stats up. It all makes it seem more worthwhile, knowing I'm not just launching these off into the ether to be lost and abandoned.

Deefski

Saturday, 26 December 2009

5000 visits


Hey! We made it. Site meter is recording the fact that this blog scored 5000 visits by Friday 25th which is quite neat timing.
We were off down to visit Pud-Lady and Stamp-Man, where Mum and Dad were due to cook the turkey dinner. In the event, Mum got so focussed in the small kitchen and was enjoying herself so much that, except for lifting heavy turkeys out of the oven and the carving itself, she rebuffed all offers of assistance. Dad was left to chat with the other guests, T-Fer and friend-of-the-family, Jane.
I caused a quick flurry of excitement myself, of course, when I found that a badger dig under the fence meant I could get out of the Steak Lady's garden, and then off across 3 or 4 more gardens. This was much too exciting for me to worry about Dad whistling and calling (won't be a minute Dad; I just have to check out these hutched rabbits and these Dogs going mad barking at me strolling around because they are inside a fenced cage).
I was very good - I always knew where Dad was, and I made sure to keep giving him glimpses of me in various gardens, but eventually he clambered over a few fences and cornered me. There after I was only allowed out in the garden on a lead, which seems a bit mean.
Meal eaten, prezzies exchanged and opened, we headed back to home with a pleasing amount of cold turkey left overs, via a nice sighting in the headlights, of Fallow Deer in Challock Forest, to chill out with our bloated stomachs, to watch Doctor Who. It's been a very good Christmas all round. I hope yours was as nice.
My pic shows a recent Cambria shot, just for an update, deck-beams almost complete and the start of deck planking going on, as we headed in to Christmas.
Enjoy the weekend
Deefer