Dreadlocks

"If ewe butt the man with the big glass eye, I'll chase the sheepdog"....

They were sizing us up, but Gus and I tiptoed away before there was any trouble.  If I had put this in grainy mono, they might have looked a bit like the Kray twins.

It was a foul day as predicted, but the rain relented a little at lunchtime for me to do a circuit round the big meander in the River Kent.  I was tired today, poor Gus was not so well in the night, Wifie got up to take him out first, then I went out at 5 am.  By the time we got back, it hardly seemed worth going back to bed, though I did manage another half hour.  In case anyone is worrying, Gus is fine now.