An early start on a cold day to go for a training visit to Jim in Wymondham with Sam. He was quite out of control for much of the time and ended up chasing three hares but did some very good retrieves as ever.
Once back home, the family had gone over to the village hall for "The November Fayre" This evening to Bedford with Diana to see the moving film "The Man Without a Face".
I had gone to bed with a hot water bottle and still woke up with the cold just before my radio called me at 6.30am. Up in the dark, washed, shaved, dressed and breakfasted in short order. It took longer to pack and get Sam walked and ready, but I was still away all right and got to Jim Bird's place in Wymondham at 8.30am. He had some pigeon decoying in mind, but we had to feed his dad's doves on the way first.
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In the end, the rape was not up enough, and the farmer was harvesting his sugar beet and so we just went on the other fields and trained the dogs. Mostly quartering exercises which showed Sam up a bit. He was quite out of control for much of the time and ended up chasing three hares which was a pity. Some very good retrieves as ever. Back to Jim's place afterwards where he got me some beans on toast and a mug of tea which proved to be my lunch for the day.
Once back home, the family had gone over to the village hall for "The November Fayre" in the afternoon and so I sat down and started to watch New Zealand play Scotland in a representational Rugby Union match. Trouble was, the Kiwis went some 50 points ahead and so I lost interest after a while. I had set up my new radio facsimile recording programme and soon became engrossed in getting weather maps etc over the air. This method of scanning the upper side band of short-wave radio broadcasts is very effective but I could not get the Navtex telexed service on medium wave.
Out with the dog for a little while and then to Bedford with Diana to see the moving film "The Man Without a Face". This was a welcome departure from the series of violent American films and was much more reflective and philosophical. Home late to see my stored weather faxes and then to bed on a bitterly cold night.