A geocaching trip with friends

We were geocaching around Skem when we came across what must the ugliest houses ever built!
There were rows and rows of these, all looking the same - I should have taken a photo of a full row but one is enough!
I would hate to live in one of these or even across from one. 
Whoever designed these should be shot!
I took some nicer photos today but had to share this one.
On the way to one cache I had a fall - I was going down a steep bank and I trod carefully, sideways at first, but then with increasing confidence I began to descend normally and suddenly my feet shot from under me and I went smack on my back. My back and bum were covered in sloppy mud, my gloves, bag, printout, outer coat, pants and it had seeped through to my underwear. What a mess! 
This trap was a swathe of deep, sloppy mud that had been hidden under leaves. I lay there a minute to check I wasn't damaged then came the fiasco of trying to get up - even with Margaret helping me I was struggling and kept sliding again. It's a pity nobody did a video of this as it would have been comical!
Eventually back on my feet and we found the cache.
I was more upset about the ruined printout (with my notes on it) than I was re my back or my clothes.
The last cache we went for we did not find and we looked for a while but were hampered by wicked brambles, a steep concrete slope with moss on, discarded rubbish and dog poo bags (full).
We had brews back at the cars then decided not to do the final 2 caches we had down for drive bys.
I was back home soon after 1:15pm having trusted the satnav which took me briefly on the M58 and seemed to get me home fast.