Penny Farthing

penny farthing Well Readers, that was an unexpected sight at the river this evening.  Just as I turned the corner onto the path, what came whizzing past me but a strange-looking contraption that was in the wrong century.  It made me jump I can tell you – what a ridiculous vehicle!  I don’t know what was worse – the nasty giant wheel or the man sitting up VERY high in a sinister manner.  This was clearly a deliberate attempt to intimidate me on my evening walk, just like the Elderly Rambling Group or the Bastard Swans.  Well I can tell you I barked at that man on top of the silly bike.  He won’t be trying that again.  In truth I was a little worried for him as he started down the hill towards the college, as it is fairly steep and he was going at quite a speed.  I should think it smarts a bit if you fall off from that height.  Serves him right.

Apart from that it was a fairly pleasant summer’s evening walk tonight – I found something grey and slimy to eat in the long grass but was pulled away after a couple of mouthfuls.  This annoyed me.  There were lots of other dogs down there (though none of my friends), and many families with young children.  There was a young man sitting on a bench under the willow tree feeding his tiny baby with a bottle – this was a very appealing sight and if we had taken a photo it could have become a world-famous poster.  But nobody thought of that in time.  Hindsight is a wonderful thing.

This was my second walk today – She dragged me out this morning for a two-miler as well in a feeble attempt at fitness and weight loss. I of course am losing weight and  wasting away, but it doesn’t have the same effect on everyone. It’s been nice having so much fresh air and exercise today but I really am quite exhausted now. I think it’s meant to rain tomorrow so there might be some respite.

The other day we detoured from my walk at the river, and called in to see Lovelydor down the road.  Lovelydor needed a little technical assistance with something called Up The Amazon Prime or something, and I was told to sit in the front porch and behave while She helped.  Thankfully Lovelydor is much kinder and let me into her house properly – after a swift look round the kitchen for something to eat, I lay down on the floor and behaved impeccably.  I didn’t even try to climb on any soft furnishings which is very unusual for me.  Lovelydor was the perfect host and gave me the odd biscuit.  I had a marvellous time and would happily go to Lovelydor’s house again.

Up The Amazon Without A Paddle Prime was soon sorted, though and we headed off for our walk.  Over the bridge we went, and up into Top Field for a good hoover up of the rabbit droppings.  It was nice. 

I had a lovely quiet evening on Saturday, as He and Young Lad were at somewhere called Lords watching something dreary involving a bat and  a ball.  For many hours.  This is not my idea of fun, but I would have enjoyed the HUGE picnic they took with them for the day.  She was out, and so it was just Lad and I home for the evening and I do love an evening like this.  Even better:  one of Lad’s friends from a town far away decided to join us , and together we all raided the food cupboards, fridge and freezer and had a marvellous evening.  It was quite an unusual mix: fish fingers and chips, jaffa cakes. crisps, and chocolates.  Oh and some beer.  Really it was lovely.  Lad’s friends can come round any time they like.

Today it is Bank Holiday Monday and a half-hearted attempt at a barbecue was made as this is traditional on a Bank Holiday, whether it’s warm enough or not.  Young Lad was allowed to put six outdoor-reared pork sausages on the disposable barbecue and that was it.  Still, it’s the thought that counts and I will enjoy licking the barbecue grid thing once it’s cooled down.  Then ‘high tea’ was prepared with a range of sandwiches (home-made egg mayo, cheese, cheese and pickle, and ham) and some chocolate fridge cake.  Loads of stuff was dropped on the kitchen floor during preparation as somebody wasn’t really taking much care, and I had a marvellous time clearing up.   After a day of some unusual culinary effort we will be back to pasta bake tomorrow.

Young Lad has a cricket match tomorrow night and I’m very hopeful that I might be taken along. The forecast is looking a little dodgy though, so fingers crossed it holds off until late evening. It does annoy me when cricket is rained off. 

Grrr, I’m trying to get comfortable on the beanbag at the moment, and finding it very tricky.  It simply will NOT move into the position I want and I’ve had to go round and round in a circle about sixteen times now to trample it down.  I’ve also had to kick several Nerf gun bullets out of the way too.  Leather beanbags are very slippery and annoying.  I should have just stuck to my armchair.  

I had a VERY disturbed night last night.  My stomach wasn’t quite right and rumbled and grumbled all night long – I was trying to sleep next to She on the bed but She kept tutting and moaning at me because of the noise.  Yes it sounded a little like our dodgy central heating system when it groans and creaks but I couldn’t help it!  At ten past four this morning I decided I needed a comfort break and stood out in the garden eating long grass, to help settle my digestive system.  It was a beautiful dawn and worth making the most of.  I’m very glad the neighbours weren’t looking out as they would have seen She in her pyjamas and bare feet hissing at me across the lawn to BLDYHURRYUP!

Then I needed some more long grass at 6am.

I hope I have a better night’s sleep tonight, Readers, and maybe the five miles of walking today will help in that department.

At last I’ve stamped the beanbag down to where I want it.  Goodness that was hard work.

Bye for now,

Russell

 

Author: boredbeagle

Slightly stocky beagle who lives with a family. This is She, He, Lad and Young Lad. And Gingercat. Generally doesn't get enough attention and so writes this blog to let everyone know what his life is like. You need to start from page one (First Attempt).. Go on, it's worth the effort.

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