Tuesday

It's another grey old day here at Latimers and on the Coast - and it's no secret that I much prefer to have to put my sunglasses on when I drive to work rather than the windscreen wipers (although since Frank the mechanic fixed them - bent them into Volvo windscreen shape - it has been a much safer scenario).

Even though it was raining throughout the morning, M managed to get Hermes' paddock mowed - which is just as well because the rain does keep the grass growing and growing ... and growing. By the time I arrived back at Latimers, it was raining again so there was no mowing for me.

We had a quiet evening in watching The Vicar of Dibley - there were several episodes on - Hugo and Alice's marriage, the one where Geraldine falls in love with Simon and where Simon doesn't fall out of love with his Liverpuddlian girlfriend and breaks Geraldine's heart in the process.

Most of the furries were in with us as well including Pearl who had brought her ball on a rope in to the house and in to the lounge room with her. She wasn't playing with us or asking us to throw it to her - just keeping it close.

She was funny this afternoon . M had prepared her dinner beforehand and it was up on the counter, waiting, and do you think Pearl would leave the immediate vicinity for any length of time? The answer is no - but at least she had already been out for a walk with M so she didn't really miss out when she declined to come out with me. She did miss out on a good walk though - up to the road and then down to B's shed, stopping for a chat with Holly and Dolly who were down near their shelter. It looks as though the bays with "stuff" in them have now been gated off so there's no chance of Dolly getting in there and accidentally doing herself an injury. I can't get over how much she is growing - and how her legs seem way too long for her body. Holly is still staying close to her but didn't position herself between Dolly and I this time as she has in the past. The walk was made even better by the light rain that fell throughout - very cooling and very refreshing. You'd have to take a walk around Latimers over the walking machine just about any day ... any night is another matter - I'm not sure how I would go strolling in the dark!

The Council or whoever it is in charge of road-fixing out our way must have been tuned in to my grumbles as I drove along to the main road this morning - the pot holes were turning into something much larger! By the time I drove back in this afternoon, though, they had been filled - hopefully not with the same combination of spit and dirt that usually sees the fissure re-open at the very first thought of rain!