It’s been a rough old time recently and to cap it all I had a stonker of a migraine last night, followed by a dream of walking with BeAnne which made me wake up crying. Awful.

Many of you have said it is important Floss and I look after ourselves so, as I wasn’t visiting Mum in hospital (my sister was going in), I took the day off from being me.

We went to M&S and then on to Tesco…..

Floss and I treated ourselves to three doughnuts each!

These are mine.

And I am not sharing.

Nope, not even if you look cute and can beg!

Floss and I are working hard, making space in the greeenhouse for the plants that won’t survive outside in the English winter.

Mostly geraniums, I think, but I take photos of the garden and show them to Mum, she tells me what to bring in and then I go back and we lug in another pot (well, Floss does most of the lugging).

Our early morning dogwalks also continue daily.  I have now taken to gently placing  undiscovered golf balls that I find in the rough on the green, cheekily next to the flag.  I have a theory that I could start WW3 if Donald Trump, Putin and Xi Jinping play golf here because you just wouldn’t know how the ball got there, whose it was and how to play it!

Today’s walk was especially beautiful even though we didn’t see any wildlife today.  But we did see a lone golfer in shorts and that is fairly incredible in itself because I am in my winter thermals and I thought I was fairly tough!

It’s been a bit of a day here today. Hard work. A struggle.

But every morning Floss and I take Tedward out for his walk and yesterday a large buck roe deer ran across our path, which was fairly amazing.

He then stopped in the “rough” and looked at us.

After a while the buck vanished into the wood.  You can just make out his target bottom.

This morning we didn’t see anyone.

Just the full moon.

Anyway, forgive the useless blog. I am just finding things difficult.  The early morning walk is very good for us, especially me at the moment.