Thursday, 17 November 2011

A Sock Down The Trouser leg


It's 11.29 am and I am just sitting down to my first cup of coffee!
Hell's teeth!
I was up at 6.25 to take Chris to the station...
When we got there we had a row because he had forgotten his wallet which necessitated a trip back home to collect it.
I dropped him off at the station then went to sainsburys to get the week's shop in before Nigel visits on Friday ( Nige is the chap who always leaves "interesting" post comments)
and had then had to face the embarrassment of thanking a somewhat amused male supervisor for returning a somewhat smelly pink sock which had somehow wormed its way down my mucky track suit pant leg to be left forlornly in the aisle near the cooked meats.
"I have just got out of bed...I 'm sorry!", I said in way of an explanation and added somewhat uselessly "It's also happened to me with a pair of underpants once"
The supervisor smiled thinly looking at the grubby sock in his hand
"Thank God for small mercies" he said

Well I finished the shop, returned home, put all of it away, fed the dogs, let all the animals out and fed and watered them all before sorting out all of the recycled rubbish to be collected, washing up the dishes, making the bed and prizing a reluctant piece of dog poo from the kitchen lino.

By the time I had finished it was 9.30 and I was already late to go up to my brother's house for the day, so piling the dogs into the car, I drove up to Denbigh, and plonked the dogs into my brother's large enclosed garden so I could catch up with my sister-in-law.

I had forgotten that Mabel had not really "experienced" a large garden pond before...so I was fairly astonished that after galloping around the lawn with the other dogs, she  leapt the 4 inch wall that surrounds the pond with all the grace of Nijinsky and swallow dived directly into the deepest part of it!

Now dragging over 27 kilos of  hysterical bulldog from a garden pond which is surrounded by a low wall is not easy.
By the time I had caught the nape of her neck I was as fraught as she was; soaked (as she was) and had lost one of my croc shoes to boot, but after a huge struggle I managed to drag her to safety covered with slime and lily pads.

like I said it is only 11.29!
what else can happen?
Watch this space

Oh no not another bloody picture of the bulldog!
Mabel drying off in the car after her adventure

54 comments:

  1. Ha ha, it can only happen to you!
    Someone ought to follow you around with a camera.

    My daughter got undressed one night and out dropped a pair of knickers from her trouser leg that had been there all day.

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  2. What a morning John... I'd go back to bed and start over if I were you.

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  3. *chuckles*
    At least Mabel does look sorry for it.
    Hopefully nothing else will happen, John.
    Enjoy the rest of your Thursday!

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  4. OMGoodness that's set me up for the afternoon. :D

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  5. I have snorted tea out my nose. LOL John there is nothing like one of your posts in the morning.
    I think I have a puppy-crush on Mable. It's a good thing there is a pond between us lest I show up each day to love on her. There will never be too many pictures of her :-)
    Hope your day is calmer.

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  6. Don't you just love it when things go so well in the morning!! lol
    Oh yes, the morning row.....
    I bet Mabel will not try that one again!

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  7. Mabel does look apologetic, poor dear. Odd, have never drug dirty laundry, but the dryer has deposited socks and undies in my sleeves and pant legs when I forget a dryer sheet. I get the odd bump and I am totally unaware until later.

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  8. The image of you wrestling with Mabel made me laugh so much...

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  9. What else can happen? Well, the other sock has yet to make an appearance.

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  10. Now that brought a smile to my face....she won't do that in a hurry again!

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  11. LOL a similar thing happened to the people we sold our last house to. Their Basset (who is terrified of water) ran straight across the lawn and kept on going- PLOP!

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  12. What a morning, John!

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  13. I once had a cricket up my trouser leg...but at least I didn't have to explain it to anyone!
    Jane x

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  14. better crickets than crabs

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  15. One of those days to go back to bed and get up again.

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  16. I'm laughing so hard I'm choking...what do I say "I want more" or "oh you poor dear"? I agree with Little Blue Mouse, SOMEONE should follow you around with a camera...you could have made millions with your morning!

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  17. Things can only get better... surely ?

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  18. I remember years ago a singer called Bobby Sansom who sang in a local dance place. Rumour was that he used to have a sock down his trousers but his was purported to be filled with sand......can't think why he did this .......
    Briony
    x

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  19. Thought I was having a stressful day - now I feel much better. Thanks John :-)

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  20. I needed a giggle this morning, thanks. :O)

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  21. I laughed out loud several times during this post!

    Poor, dear Mabel..she looks completely unhappy with her adventure.

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  22. She looks like she is saying "I didn't know!"
    I loved reading that sentence.."after galloping around the lawn with the other dogs, she leapt the 4 inch wall.'
    Lovely!
    I take it a dog bath was on the agenda when you returned home?
    xx

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  23. Gadzooks, what a day you've had! When i first read the title, i was thinking along more tarty lines, i must confess.

    And yes, i've also discovered a pair of knickers in my trousers when day was done--fortunately they didn't slither down my leg and out into some large, public place!

    megan

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  24. Misshaps seem to happen in threes, so maybe the rest of the day will be peaceful. I do appreciate the giggle and smile though, thanks!

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  25. Way too funny. I could visualize the whole thing.

    Never would have thought I would fall madly in love with a bulldog named Mabel. I adore her expressions and am quite proud of her.

    You have tipped my day. SAS

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  26. I'm sorry; none of that should happen before the first cup of coffee...but I did enjoy reading it with my morning coffee! (Love love love Mabel.)

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  27. Hells bells! I thought Paddy was bad. ;)

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  28. I hope the day improved - although it did make for wonderful reading!

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  29. Who needs "Downton Abbey"? I've got "Going Gently in Trelawnyd."

    11.29, some mornings, is when I finally roll downstairs to the café for my first coffee (having done not a thing until then).

    I had no idea bulldogs could jump. And, no worries, crocs grow up in slimy water.

    I really wish there were a video of every one of your days. Reality show?

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  30. Oh ROFL, John. What a colourful day you had. the errant sock in the supermarket and Mabel's dunk in the garden pond had me chuckling! I will certainly return for the next exciting episode!

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  31. The sock thing made me laugh my ass off. :D

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  32. R U sure your not getting a little senile.

    Reminds me of a story my mother told me. She must have been about your age and owned a country pub. One very busy Saturday night whilst working behind the bar she noticed our pet cross Lab / Boxer dog strolling down the stairs with a pair of her lacy knickers at a jaunty angle adorning his head. Needless to say she practically vaulted the bar to retrieve the said item.

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  33. And her face says it all John.

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  34. tim,
    knocking your mother as I did, I suspect the knickers wern't the typical mark and spencer type!

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  35. i did mean knowing NOT knocking

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  36. I preferred the comment that said "knocking"

    :-)

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  37. Those great big sad eyes saying 'Sorry!'

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  38. Mabel is too cute.

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  39. Ahh! Hazy daze - we all have them!

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  40. If my cup of tea hadn't been still brewing on the sink bench I too would have snorted it down my nose.
    And it had to be a pink sock. a nice touch of wit from the supervisor eh.
    Mabel looks suitably contrite as indeed she should. I have just heard that someone I don't really know may be coming to stay with their bulldog! Heck, this is not a dog house (as you have probably gathered) and if they are as soft as you make out, Aelfy will make the poor dog's stay a miserable one.
    PS Jenny Agutter - The Railway Children? :-)

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  41. yes Lady... the railway children!
    well worked out..... "Daddy my Daddy"

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  42. I'm so sorry, but this made me laugh quite a lot.

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  43. That'll teach ya to go out before having your first cuppa. (And I apologize for laughing at your mixed bag of misfortunes.)

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  44. John, I do hope your day has ended on a good note--I did have a chuckle thinking how the pink sock must've looked and the man handing it to you. It reminded me of a day a few months ago when I was at work and I realized I had my shirt on backwards and two different (white) shoes on.

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  45. Croc shoes! Jesus begorrah! I trust that they were salmon pink?

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  46. Mabel is adorable!!!!!

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  47. I like how you made the whole thing seem commonplace with the underpants comment!

    Nobody who waits to have coffee can be expected to function. At least I can't. My coffeemaker broke this morning. I panicked.

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  48. Oh Mabel!!I am so happy to hear you are leading a full and adventurous life.Go girl!
    My daughter once took a pair of knickers which should have been in the wash to childcare.I was presented with them at the end of the morning.Life's little moments!

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  49. You should have stayed in bed!

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  50. Oh John, you're really going to have to write that book.

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  51. Lost a pair of underwear in the supermarket once that way, although I'm afraid they didn't just fall out on their own. They got hooked on a shoe buckle and I dragged them around behind me all over town before I finally caught a glimpse in the sundries aisle. I managed to pry them off with my other foot and just walked away and left them while no one was looking.
    It was somewhat embarrassing but not as bad as the time that I walked for twenty minutes through the Minneapolis airport with the back of my dress caught up in the handbag I'd hiked over my shoulder. Quite a few people got a gander at my bum that day.
    D--

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  52. You know John, it has just dawned on me, and I wonder that no one else commented, but a PINK sock? Pink?
    xx

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  53. Poor little Mabel! I am glad you found her in time...ours all sink like a rock. You can never ever have too many pictures of a bulldog!

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