I should have taken my gloves.

Just set out on our walk when the heavens opened so we took shelter in the porch, Mr PC said what the heck let’s do it, so off we went.

We hadn’t gone very far when this excitable French bull dog came careering towards us we obviously thought it wanted to play but out of  nowhere it started attacking Stanley, biting his back legs, the owner finally caught up with it and rugby tackled it to the ground, putting it on the lead and all the time completely ignoring us. With no apology forthcoming l told him that if he couldn’t predict his dogs behaviour it should be kept on the lead, his reply is not printable.

We eventually got on with our walk and the storm clouds continued to gather. We had hail stones preceding the rain and as we walked by the bus shelter we came across this poor little horse (waiting for the Pickering bus) today’s blip sorted. 

Returning home the sun came out and it was quite a pleasant day.


Stanley is no worse after his trauma asleep on the chair as I write this.