With Bouncing Soles

It would be nice to have bouncing souls as well.

I remain in the dog house with Tracey, as my weird sleep patterns continue. It appears that last night I awoke her by stroking her face. When she awoke and sat up, I startled.

'What on earth are you doing?' she asked...

my answer of

'sorry I thought you were the dog,'

was not what she wanted to hear.

Once again I have no recollection of this what so ever.

I am starting to believe that this is a conspiracy....

Oh, by the way. I bet many of you have had a pair of these at some time in your lives. As an experiment, I photographed these in the dark, with a long exposure - lighting them with my torch. Why? I hear you ask, for which I do not have a sensible reason!