Ellie's On

Coo - big news from Kent this morning (other than the "earth quake" of course) from Ellie's Mum is that Ellie has started her first season. I can't be far behind, and the humans are taking an unhealthy new interest in my "bits". They tell me nothing is happening yet. The only boys I'm interested in are, anyway, Haggis and Asbo, (and Felix the cat!) all of whom the humans describe archly as "harmless". It's all a mystery.


The earthquake, measuring, I am told, 4.3 on the Richter scale and centred on Folkestone, passed us by. We were all out walking with Dad and T at quarter past 8 and felt or heard nothing. Mind you, with the huge diggers currently playing out back, and frequently clanging their buckets down, it could pass un-noticed. Nope, the first we knew was when lots of people started phoning Mum and Dad to check we were OK. Que? Why shouldn't we be?


Nice outing today - off down to Hastings to see Matt's Mum (Pud lady) and Dad, plus brother Tom. It's always a good trip, and Pud Lady's garden is a wild exciting jungle of old trees and shrubs - a truly huge (70' ?) willow, an ancient quince with a 3 inch thick Jouiniana clematis trunk spiralling round it, and old gnarly fig, a huge crab apple that Dad and his brothers could climb 40 years ago when they were young. Piles of old wood and logs and heaped up compost heaps make excellent rat/mouse hunting territory, there are squirrels to chase and the odd cat wanders through.

Westie wonderland
Go Ellie!

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