Sunday, 17 November 2013

Busy morning

sometimes a song is played on the radio which exactly matches my mood. I have been known to well up inside. So much so that some of it leaks out through my eyes. That happened this morning.

We had a couple of walks. went re-cycling then down to the Huntspill at Gold corner.

There are a number of small thickets on our walk. I look at them sometimes and ponder. For some of the creatures in it it must be their whole universe. Born, live, breed and die in the space of ten of my paces. For the most part within one of my years.



There were a number of fishermen there so I keep our walk short, keeping Plutos attention by talking about the Phillipines disaster. He did try to build some storm defences but I told him he didn't have to bother. I told him how a lot of people were donating money to relieve the suffering the storm had done. I wondered how many would open their homes to a refugee from there. If only for the period it takes to re-build homes and lives. I didn't think many would. When I told Pluto and asked how he would feel if we had another dog in our home he didn't look happy. Probably feared for his biscuit supply. Which is what we humans would fear.

Went to Bradney to see if the boys were there. There were a lot of fishermen about so I kept him on his lead. Had a chat to a man on a horse about horse-meat. I told him I had lived in the far east in the early 1970's. All meat is a source of protein there so I have probably eaten cat, dog, mice, rat and some things that I wouldn't want to know about when stumbling home late at night and buying a meal from a roadside cafe.





Took a couple of pics of me.

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