Wild wee

As Bert is getting older, we can go a bit further on our walks. Today we went for a long one. For the first time, I got caught short. Well I guess it was going to happen one day…

My Dad was a Scout Leader when I was a growing up, so I’m no stranger to going alfresco or ‘wild weeing’ as it’s called nowadays. Honestly, we do love to brand everything, don’t we?! Says the woman who works in Marketing. I know, I know.

Anyway, I digress. Picture the scene. I find a secluded spot. I stand on Bert’s long line so he won’t go far. I drop my trousers and do a number one as quickly as I can.

All is good. Till I stand up and see a sign that says I’m being watched. Trust me…

Watched

It’s been rather weird being in my parents house today. I’ve spent many days here on my own. After all, we moved here when I was 4 years old. Today it felt different. Understandably.

But I was being watched. Literally. This photo of my Mum sits on top of the display cabinet. It was a professional photo she’d had taken when she was 21 and had just had her VERY long hair cut short. It’s always been favourite photo for me. Today it brought me comfort.

As did the photos around the house. She looked so vibrant and full of life. The past 5 years have been very tough. Many of you have been on the ‘Parental Rollercoaster’ with me over that time. They’ve both had more than their fair share of medical issues. I’ve seen the inside of far too many hospital wards. I used to joke with my Mum that she didn’t get a prize for ticking them all off! Or frequent NHS flyer point. She definitely wracked up a few! They both have.

Hopefully, I’ve seen the last ward for a while as my Dad was discharged and is now back home…

Stuffed

You know when feel like you’re being watched. Well I was as I got home. Spotted these monkeys on the roof. Not my best photo but you get the drift. They love running around up there. It’s a bit disconcerting when I’m lying in bed though I can tell you.

Went out to The Real Greek tonight. Really enjoyed it. The food was lush. And yes I am now as stuffed as a vine leaf!

Being watched

You ever get that feeling you’re being watched. Well today I was. Came out of the greenhouse after watering to find Dodo watching me. He’s worked out he can jump from the log store to the garage. And from the garage to the conservatory.

He obviously gets a better view of the birds that way…