On one morning in October I was out before it was even light. I had arranged to walk with a friend, but a few days before she realised she’d double-booked. Rather than postpone she suggested we brought our walk forward to day break. I thought it a cunning plan as I am always awake early. We decided to venture further afield, and had our fingers crossed there would be a beautiful sunrise.
As you can see we didn’t get the latter but we did enjoy a lovely stroll on Stockbridge Down. Well apart from the uncontrollable dog who jumped up at me and somehow managed to get his jaw around my chin for a brief moment!
Fortunately I wasn’t harmed although my coat and trousers had huge paw prints on them. The owner was very apologetic, blaming the incident on the youth of his boisterous labrador. I blame the owner! Was so glad my friend was there, I don’t think I would have shrugged the incident off if I had been alone. Robert would’ve been furious.
Talking of him, it’s his youngest daughter’s Birthday today. I wish he was here to wish her Happy Birthday. Robert was so proud of his daughters, as am I, and he loved spending their birthdays with them or at least ringing them for a lengthy Birthday chat. Today is going to feel strange for her and also for me.