When you’ve been for a run in the park, done your ‘chores’ and ‘helped’ with the baking, well then it’s time to turn on Classic FM, eat a treat and take an afternoon nap on the sofa.
As a drawn-out, unpredictable, emotional rollercoaster of a sober October (my canine-supervised sobriety has been raising funds for Macmillan Cancer Support ) draws to its inevitable close, Frank and Zoe-dog prepare for winter. They begin to tolerate each other in close proximity for the darkest months; sharing fur warmth and firework worries. Tomorrow, Zoe-dog will celebrate … Continue reading One of those mornings…
The thunderstorm the night before, when waking up is so hard to do.
Watching TV with Frank-Dog.
From Frank-dog, who is exceptionally cosy. Good night, sleep tight.
On the way home from work on Friday, on the spur of the moment, I decided to visit Colchester Castle and make the most of my resident's pass. It was dark, the gates to the park were barely open, and the Castle itself was about to close to the public for the night. Randomly, I … Continue reading Jail Time