No-one was around the other day, so it was just a pleasant stroll with Beth, but Harmony (Mony) ensured she didn’t miss yesterday. She took her bike, then decided it was a nuisance after all, so she asked one of our new found friends, Margaret, owner of a three legged dog called Bella, if she could leave her bike in her yard for a while. Beth and Bella socialised a bit, then we went walking. Talking about school, she mentioned to me that boys at school (remember she is one of 5 girls, no brothers) have something different ‘down there’. I said yes, it’s called a penis. Luckily John came by with his dog, ready to feed the horses – phew – saved before more questions. I’ll have to have a quiet word with her Mum….
My physiotherapist says I have to take it steady on the walks, so I resist the urge to try to keep up with Beth and Mony. I do love the walks though, and so does Beth, who decided to be true to her water dog nature the other day, and shot off to wallow in a rather dirty pond at the end of the storm drain. I’ve no sense of smell myself, but I was reliably informed that she ponged when we got home.
As we say in Yorkshire, there’s allus summat.
Another Tory MP crosses the floor
