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What an amazing day for September. When my daughter was born on the 7th of this month, the weather was also wonderful, and if my memory serves me right, we had about a week of warm weather. Of course that … Continue reading
In the early hours of the morning, Trudy decided she really wanted to go for a wee. Up, glasses on, dressing gown on and then we opened the door. I had completely forgotten that I had an outside light which … Continue reading
It is so nice being out and about again with Trudy, catching up with the walkers I used to see. Today we met up with Marigold, Myrtle, and their owner. Marigold and Myrtle are french bulldogs. Gorgeous and so naughty. … Continue reading
Are you any good at waiting? We do seem to spend an enormous amount of time waiting. I spent a long time waiting for my daughter to arrive for our scheduled walk. Time crept on. No reply to landline or … Continue reading
I promised myself I would go to a jumble sale on Saturday. I love rummaging around, although I didn’t like the aroma that often went with the clothes. No smell here though. We queued up with our twenty pences clutched … Continue reading