Tuesday, 16 June 2009
Bit of this
Whippet donned a cloak of dew silver dew drops from nose to tail curtsey of the long grasses. I had wet trousers.
Mr Tesco has given me 10 tiny sachets of Kenco coffee.
I am so cross at not being able to open the churchyard gate again. I find the strength in my arms to clamber up and over the wall. I am only lucky I am not one of the olderies who have dragged up the hill to say Hello to harry and wanting a rest on Andrews bench before heading for home again. I am secretly chuffed I can still leggit over a wall.
Bit of that