Just got in after a walk with Artie. We took the two dogs
and stood under the huge oak tree. The gentle breaze was so welcoming from the nearby
lake. That is the first time; I have felt the wind in two weeks. The sun shun
on the two mad beasty girls, who ran
around the vast field.
I knew they shouldn’t run too much, as it is too hot, so
after about ten minutes, I made sure they were lying down, and then off again.
Artie was funny, there was an old man, walking up and down
the field. He kept bending down, picking up bits of grass? Why? Waggatail kept
running to him to play with him, we think she must have thought he was picking
up a ball, but he ignored her. Artie said, how can anyone ignore Waggatail? He
he. Well, she said, she didn’t know what on earth he was doing? Then he came
towards us. She was so obvious, she in her best Sunday voice, bellowed
“Hello there!!!!”
He as much as groaned a response, and we think it was a
hello back?
Well, we talked about everything. As her and I do. Then
headed back with two exhausted dogs.
Hub home at half five. He had a great time last night, the
meal was amazing, a Greek restaurant in London, called Lemonia,
I think we are going there when we visit our capital next
month.
Teen not long been up? He is furious, as his new work, have
only paid him a third of what they owe him.
Right must dash but will be back before you can say Jack
Robinson. x
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