Graffi-tree

Today’s graffiti is tomorrow’s archaeology. Funny the things people write, though.

After a cold and wet start to the day it turned out nice, if a little breezy. Polly had a haircut this morning and, in between dropping her off and collecting her, I did a Sainsbury’s run. There I bumped into Dave, one half of a father/daughter dog walking duo we knew well over the common. It was good to be able to explain why we’re no longer walking there and he’ll be able to spread the word.

At the park this afternoon I could see a lady in the distance with three Westies. It may well have been Henry, Molly and Matilda, also friends from the common, but we finished our route before they had chance to catch us up. Hopefully we’ll see them another day, though.