I pulled the last post because I felt that
1. It was all a bit negative
2. I was giving "air time" to a comment that deserved a brief "delete" and nothing more.
still, if I ever meet the person that left it, I will take great delight in bitch slapping her senseless
If you hadn't read the last post, well you have not got a bloody clue what I am banging on about
Mabel remains poorly this morning. I have managed to get her to eat half of one of our homemade sausages and part of a milk soaked bagel, and that was only because the rest of the dogs lined up next to her to have their own small portion.
She's just had her second dose of antibiotics and is sleeping in a sunny spot in the living room
At 10.30 I took the other dogs out around the village.
Its a bright lovely day and the village seemed busier than usual.
Carol , Gwyneth in her electric wheelchair and Peter were chatting by the church, Peter's black Labrador Billy was playing gently with Carol's new Welsh terrier puppy, Seren. Seren means "star" in Welsh.
They told me the latest village news- that another neighbour had sadly suffered a stroke and was in hospital.
I will drop off the lady's elderly husband some eggs a little later.Both had helped me a great deal when I started my Oral history blog
On a bench,outside the Memorial Hall, caretaker Pat was enjoying the sunshine with friend Jean and local character Gordon, from the pensioner bungalows merrily waved his stick at them and at me as I passed!
"How's the family?" he bellowed opening his arms wide at the the dogs, who all crowded around him like hens around corn
"Come to me" he laughed hugging them close and after I had eventually pulled them away he called after me
"Have a lovely day PETER!" he trilled out!
He never gets my name right.
Mrs Jones (Pen-y-Cefn), I could see was fending off two Jehovah's Witnesses at her bungalow door.. she waved at me energetically and closed the door quickly on her two guests after they had turned to see who she was waving at! She's a sharp old coot!
Albert was laying comfortably in the lane when we returned Waiting impatiently for his dinner
He shouldn't be peckish, I saw him eating a baby rabbit at dawn