It was rather foggy this morning. In fact, that’s a bit of an understatement. It was very foggy most of the day! And still there were people driving around with no lights on. It amazes me, it really does.

Don’t get me wrong, it took some time to work out where the fog lights were on the Comedy Car (the Upgrade are much easier to find). So there might be a reason for no fog lights. But no lights at all? It makes them so hard to see.

I was a good girl and put my lights on. I had some Conference stuff to sort out in the city. I also have some errands to run, including getting two new tyres. I knew they needed doing, but I was driving on borrowed time it seemed. Well judging from the tyre man’s face… Best to get them sorted before I drive to Wales.

The fog made everywhere seem a bit weird. Or deadened the sounds. I found it spooky and a little scary. I mean Halloween was so last week. It’s beautiful too and another reminder that nature will out.

Tonight I went to a Bonfire Party. As I was driving there, I realised that it’s actually been a very long time since I went to a Bonfire Party.

Not sure why as they’re usually a fun evening. There’s something magical about wrapping up warm. Then roasting yourself by the bonfire and coming away with rosy cheeks. Of course, that could have been the mulled wine.

I usually get a crick in my neck watching the firework display. Tonight’s was a belter. The firework equivalent of ‘a good spread’.

I love fireworks. My photography skills weren’t that great. It’s actually kinda hard to get the timing right. Besides, I was too busy making the appropriate noises at the display. You know the ones I mean. And no, I’m not even going to try and spell them!

I also love the smell afterwards. It’s evokes memories of my Dad setting fireworks off in the garden.

I came home smelling of smoke, slightly charred and with a big smile on my face.

I took Bert and Buddy out on the same path today. Obviously separately and at different times. Bert this morning and Buddy this afternoon.

I’d love to take them out together, but given we have to go on lots of roads, that just isn’t safe. Besides, it could be carnage with the Baby Sprocker’s love of a good sniff…

Buddy and I got off to a dodgy start as he was taken by surprise on leaving the yard. By a pony he’s seen many times. Seriously?!

In his defence, it was reversing out of a field so probably did look a little odd.

Thankfully the rest of the ride was blissful. Just me and my little boy. The Autumn colours are beautiful at the moment. These tawny ferns were just stunning.

I may not love the slide towards Winter, but I certainly love the colours of Autumn. It just goes to show that there is beauty all around us. We just have to stop long enough to appreciate it. That’s a bit easier with Buddy than Bert. He can be a bit of a blur sometimes, not that Buddy is a slouch!

Bert would like you all to know that today he was taken against his will into the shower and ‘forced’ to have a shower. But when I explain, I’m sure you’ll get it…

On our walk this morning, Bert decided to go for a dip in a puddle that was filled with cow muck. Black water is rarely a good thing. As a result, he was a tad pungent. By the time we were back at the car, he didn’t seem that stinky so assumed he’d run it off.

I was wrong. By the time he’d dried out, the smell was off the charts! And let’s face it, I deal with some rather pungent smells. He was quite the swamp monster.

So it was shower time for him. Bert is a typical Spaniel. Horizontal water is the best thing ever. While vertical water is just awful.

He showed his displeasure post-shower, with zoomies round the lounge. Including rubbing himself over the throws and carpet.

He’s rather fluffy now…

My pen ran out while I was on a call this morning and I found this one in my desk drawer. Didn’t pay much attention to it as I was too busy scribbling my actions.

It was only after the call had finished that I actually looked at it. Now I couldn’t tell you where I picked this pen up from (I seem to gather them on my travels). And I couldn’t have told you that Norwich was the City of Dragons.

I love dragons. I’m guessing that’s my Welsh heritage. Norwich is a very long way from Wales. In fact, it’s the other side of the country! It got me wondering how it got that name. So I did a bit of research and it’s a children’s book apparently.

It’s also a bit of a lovely sign as I will be heading to Wales soon for Conference. And that’s why I needed a pen to write down my actions. Love it when things like that happen.

Buddy is considerably lighter after he was de-floofed. I wish I’d taken a photo of how much fur there was on the floor. I could have made a mini-Buddy out of it.

Buddy has had a bit of a love hate relationship with the clippers over the years, but he’s definitely mellowing. Good job too as his experience will soon be immortalised in my second Buddy Book.

Buddy and the Barber is with the publisher. Eek! I really hope people like it as much as my first Buddy Book. I’m so proud to say I’m a published author. It’s something I didn’t set out to do, but I’m so pleased it did…

In today’s episode of ‘what did the Baby Womble find now?’, I give you a bit of an over reach boot.

Bert was a very happy Baby Womble indeed! Goodness knows what he would be like with a whole one! He found it on our walk and played with this bit for several hours.

It nearly ended up a little bit smaller when I went over it with the lawnmower. Several times. Whoops! I can’t quite believe that I mowed the lawn in November. Mental! The grass has grown so much, I could stand it no longer.

I closed down the greenhouse too. Again, bizarre that there were still tomatoes on the vines. It’s always a sad day, but it needs doing before we head into winter. Then I spotted roses in bud. Again.

Today has mostly been about sunshine and showers. Bert and I left the house this morning in beautiful sunshine. Half way round our walk I was blinded by the sun’s rays. As soon as we turned for home, the heavens opened! Bert and I were rather soggy by the time we actually got back.

We must have looked a right pair. Bert trying to drag me home, me giggling as the rain ran down my neck.

This afternoon, the same thing happened. I left to go to the yard in glorious sunshine. Halfway through mucking out, the heavens opened. Again.

Buddy was a bit soggy for his massage, but I got him as dry as I could. While I was waiting, I spotted a rainbow. That’s one of the benefits to sunshine and showers.

It’s official, I have entered fluffy sock season!

I met up with a horsey friend for lunch today. We met at a country estate with a lovely restaurant and a lovely gift shop. I was drawn to these and my feet are currently super toasty.

I am very lucky to have lots of horsey friends. In fact, I have met so many wonderful people through them. The friend I met today is one in point. We haven’t seen each other for two years, but it was like no time had passed at all. We talked non-stop for three hours. And not just about horses.

Bert got a new toy too. He’s been playing with that for three hours as well. Well seems fair…

Happy Halloween everyone. It’s been a weird day. I’ve felt like I’ve drifted into the rumble strip so to speak.

When I was walking Bert this morning, the tears kept welling up. The veil is thinner today apparently. I felt rather sad and a bit lost. Nothing has happened to prompt it.

It seems I’m not alone in that. I’ve had several conversations today along similar lines. I can’t put my finger on it at the moment. There seemed to be lots of weird and unusual things going on today. Maybe I’m just overthinking stuff.

Still I did get to bask in the sunshine. That felt like it recharged my batteries somewhat.

And I watched Practical Magic, my favourite Halloween type film. Well it’s about witches so felt right. That made me cry too. Maybe I need to cast some spells myself tonight. See if I can conjure up some good stuff for us all!