Stone dyke...

I had a terrible nights' sleep last night... I was up at 4am after having a really weird dream... then I woke up at 8.11 am when I should have left the house eleven minutes before, after yet another crazy dream. It's surely not normal to dream about blippers. I couldn't bring myself to tell the girls this morning cause I could only remember one person and I'm making myself blush just thinking about it!! There are some things that you just shouldn't be doing in a furniture shop in broad daylight!!

Anyway... moving swiftly on... this is a puddle... I know, you're surprised and impressed... given the weather, I have no idea why this puddle is here but I suspect a drainage issue of some kind. However, I like it because you can see my ivory tower in it. I had to go out twice though cause the first time I got a moment when the wind had stopped a bloody great lorry turned up and parked in my reflection. I was tempted to display my disgust but I think I was already drawing enough attention to myself by standing in the middle of the road pointing my camera at the ground, whilst waiting for the wind to drop. And after all of that I liked the blipped pic better! It's better big!

After work I went home to my folks to collect my car and then drove very sedately (car is still to have the timing belt replaced on Monday) to kaybee's to collect a pot he's made for me. It's awesome!! I stopped on the way back up a hill as the sun was going down and stood in the gale force wind breeze at the side of the road and took some photos. I can't seem to help myself these days, I look at everything as though it were a photo and want to stop in all sorts of inappropriate places.

My Mum has offered to look after Diggers for me while I'm on holiday... (thank you Mum) that saves me a huge amount of stress, much easier to take him 10 miles south than 400! And my friends have just emailed to say they're bringing their dog with them, he's a Lhasa called Gizzy and it just made me cry. It's been almost three years since we lost Monty and still I miss him terribly. I don't think it will ever matter how much time goes past, these moments suddenly creep up on me when nothing would be better than a cuddle from my boy. Still, he had a good life and he was loved beyond love and I'll have lots of Gizzy cuddles to look forward to next week, it's not the same but it will be a nice reminder.