Return

So, it's back to dog walking. Fortunately the skies cleared whilst I was out with Django, otherwise it would have been another dull, damp trudge. Since returning, I've caught up on my diary, and started work on a photobook of my time in the Faroes. It's good to relive a time when I didn't have to walk a dog for five weeks. I was grateful that daughter L walked Django in the evening, otherwise I'd have had an unwelcome outing with him in the damp and windy darkness.