Going Gently

When I started writing Going Gently , way back in December 2005, all I wanted to achieve was a sort of diary that would chronicle a lifestyle change between city and countryside. Over the years, almost everything has been immortalised in this strange non place which is the Internet, the interesting,the sad, the happy and for the most part, the mundane.

Having a " tablet" means that little moments can be captured when they occur, so to speak, and so the above photo was " captured" just before bed last night.

It's been a tiring holiday weekend, the fox attack on Friday has ment that in between sorting out practical anti fox measures ( a local gamekeeper!) I have spent much of my time acting like a worried sheep dog.

Last night, I was wet and cold and knackered after a third day " keeping an eye on things"

Perhaps animals sense that sort of thing, for Albert sat on the back of my chair all night long, with a supportive paw balanced sweetly on my shoulder