I bumped into my little pal, the Yorkie cross, today. He was wearing
a coat and looked very smart. As he rested his head against my leg, his human
told me that he’d come from a rescue centre. Apparently, somebody had thrown
him out of a car onto the motorway. Well, it isn’t for me to judge the minds of
others, but I still get a little nonplussed sometimes.
* * *
A young woman did a double take in the supermarket. The
expression on her face suggested that she thought I might have been a celebrity
or something. I looked away quickly, since that’s what celebrities do. Anyway,
I am a celebrity. I have a blog,
which makes me an international celebrity.
It does. She didn’t chase after me for my autograph, though.
* * *
When I went into the loo for a pee, a man came rushing in
and dashed into the cubicle bit. The ensuing noises suggested he’d eaten
something that hadn’t agreed with him. It wasn’t very nice.
* * *
I bought a snow shovel in the hope that fate behaves
predictably – giving you the opposite of whatever you’ve prepared for.
* * *
I had my very first taste of a liquorice juice stick, which
I got from a health food shop. I’d never heard of liquorice juice sticks
before, even though I’ve been a fan of liquorice all my life. It was very hard –
easy to bite a bit off but quite impossible to chew. You just suck and suck until
it fades to nothing. This isn’t the same as liquorice root, you understand. I
used to buy those all the time when I was a kid because they were cheap and I
had very little pocket money. It came from Turkey.
* * *
And now I must attend to my fire. They tell us it’s going to
be very cold tonight – way below freezing and then some. I might have to forego
the walk since the lanes have stayed wet all day and I don’t have any ice
skates.
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