Sunday, January 13, 2008

Bark bark bark bark, dropping in and arrrgh.

1. In the middle of no-where we meet an old lady with a sheltie coming out of the woods. He comes towards us barking, and she assures us above the racket: 'He's all shout and no bite.' I say: 'Hallo, noisy dog,' which the lady seems to find funny. She continues out of the woods addressing him as 'noisy dog.'

2. As we come back to civilisation, Nick says: 'Shall we drop in on my parents?' I am not sure, as we are covered muddy to our eyebrows; but he thinks it'll be all right. They're watching a Norman Wisdom film about a disgruntled milkman, and are pleased to see us and our boots. A comfortable chair, a cup of tea and a biscuit in a warm room are very welcome.

3. One of the few TV stations that we are able to get is the National Geographic channel. It's showing a documentary about pirates and the marine archaeologists who have spent the last 23 years poking around a wrecked pirate ship.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...