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Sometimes I get a hold of a very silly idea, and it won’t let me go; Maybe it’s a film script, maybe a book, maybe something vaguely like this really took place. Opening scene; a car parks hurriedly outside a large and brightly lit building entrance (a hospital?), It’s probably night time and definitely raining.Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s LIfe…”

Despite the incessant rain, Ben completed his 22 mile kiltwalk. Alone. Not that there were not hundreds (nae thousands) of other participants, but with neither mum nor dad able to join, and no pals in the event, I figure it would be much harder work to sustain resolve without someone to jolly you along, orContinue reading “It’s a Dogs Life…”

I join the queue with my single item – but, as the shopper in front of me is all but checked out with her overflowing trolley, there should be no real delay… “That’ll be £101.40 please” – ” Oh! that’s too much. I don’t have enough to cover that. I’ll have to transfer some money.”Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

I was asked (or invited, might be better) to assist with the building of a Yurt. It was actually more of a rebuilding. I had visited it, in a previous construction, but it came to grief in some extreme weather, and has been waiting months for a replacement part to arrive from Mongolia (I jestContinue reading “It’s a Dogs Life…”

I was going to write about the joy of catching up with friends at a recent – significant- birthday party, where many well kent faces were to be seen. However, a select group of readers will be disappointed if I do not elaborate on a Luckydog moment from the preparations. [ People do insist thatContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life….”

This is not the post you were, looking for. You can go about your business, move along… My younger son (Ben), is proposing to take a gap year before university (possibly to give him time to decide). Inspired by a talk in school, he has signed up for Project Trust, which is a Scottish basedContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

British Summer Time…. and the rain beats incessantly on the window. I should be labouring in the garden, sawing, building, (happily now done with the digging- for the time being), but my resolve dissipates in the face of the unending wet, and anyway the timber I need to use up (a slowly diminishing pile) isContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

Gratitude. I written about gratitude before, and how it’s something I feel I (we?) am not always good at. Not failure to express thanks for a specific gift/present/deed,(I can be embarassingly effusive) but rather an absence of proper appreciation of “what we have”, or pehaps more correctly, “where we are and who we have aroundContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

Some, I’m sure, will suggest that my tardy post is the result of a slow recovery from drunken birthday celebrations. I smile wryly at the memory. These (post stroke) days, a drunken debauche can be the third glass of wine, where once (and I look back now in horror!) it might have been the thirdContinue reading “It’s a (later than it should be) Dog’s Life..”

Another solar revolution almost complete, and by Friday I’ll be started on my sixtieth orbit. I was actually asked today what I might wish to do for the big 6-0 when it rolls round (if spared). I’m tempted to suggest a world tour, ” Still not dead yet” (and other songs by LDW – youContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”