Ever seen a dog eat....

...a marshmallow??  H.I.L.A.R.I.O.U.S!!

I returned to the city last night, leaving behind my wellies parents, Rebus, wellies & welly socks.  But a couple of days before, I was....wait for it....that's right, eating marshmallows!!  Standing in the kitchen, enjoying the wonders of those small, squidgy pink & white blobs of heaven, when almost unbelievably, one dropped out of my hand!!!  Now, on the very rare occasion when that has happened in the past, I've not had to worry about having Velcro-dog (Rebus's new superhero-name...explanation to follow) sitting watching my every move...and damn he's quick!
There was nothing for it, I had to just stand there and watch whilst Velcro-dog had his very first marshmallow.

I think there was a bit of confusion whilst it 'melted' in his mouth, and of course the weird squidgy texture was unfamiliar, but I could see it in his eyes when the wonderfulness of the marshmallow hit, the sheer delight, the pure pleasure.
I put the bag back in the drawer (that's right, I've developed a strength I never knew I had before now...I can put the bag back whilst there are still marshmallows left in the bag) and he sat looking at the drawer....for ages!  Any time I went anywhere near the drawer he 'pointed' at it with his nose - I do believe people that I have converted another to the wonders of the marshmallow (granted I hadn't expected that 'other' to be a dog, and I won't willing be giving him marshmallows in the future, I'm sure they can't be good for him (unlike for me...they are like nourishment in a bag) however, it's good to know that the power of the marshmallow has found its way into the canine world too!!).

Now, Velcro-dog!  This is because, despite his looks of a ferocious alpha hound...

 he's actually a bit of a sap and doesn't like to be on his own, so he goes wherever you go, preferable with physical contact, so he can 'read' your next move and match it!  Worthy of a superhero name I feel.

Today has been my first full day without Velcro-dog and I must admit that I'm feeling a bit lost.  I do wonder if he'll be pointing at the marshmallow drawer and confusing the hell out of my parents (is it wrong to have a feeling of pride as I write this??).

The wonder of...

...the humble welly!!

Well actually I suppose I should really talk about wellies (plural) rather than the singular welly, as I prefer to wear one per foot rather than just one in total.  More effective & comfortable.

So my most recent love affair for the wonderful welly began the last time I was out at my folks place, in the country, looking after Rebus...their 4 year old Labradoodle.  I was borrowing my mum's wellies to go on walks with the dog.  I wear wellies because we go 'off piste' so to speak and....well I love splashing in puddles!  (Why do I feel like that's a dirty confession?? - Who doesn't like splashing in puddles??).

Anyway, I had a business meeting in a garden centre...uhuh, that's right, one can have business meetings in garden centres because this particular garden centre has a brilliant restaurant which is rather civilised....and yes, I like to eat when I meet! 
After lunch and said meeting, I wondered through the shopping area - come on, let's face it, who doesn't like going and spending a good few hours in a decent garden centre...they are amazing!!  And it was then that I spotted my most exciting purchase that I've made this year....welly socks!!  That's right, I bought wonderfully cosy, pink welly socks. 

Wanna know what the best thing about welly socks is?  It is absolutely impossible not to look good in them!!  Fact!  Having a bad hair day...worry not, throw on your welly socks and wellies and people will be too busy eyeing up yer foot wear that they're not going to clock yer ragged locks, smudged make-up, or crumpled clothing (or that you're out walking your dog in your PJ's with a coat thrown over the top...so I've heard!!!).

So dear people...I urge you....go and buy yourself some welly socks.  And don't let not having your own pair of wellies put you off because I strongly believe that life will either allow you access to wellies to wear on occasion OR (even more excitingly) present you with the opportunity to spot a pair that you can acquire (for example when you happen across a 'spare' pair that your mother may have lying about the cupboard) :D

Enjoy xxx

I once met a guy...

...who strutted into my world, stayed for a while whilst turning it upside down and then left.  He made me laugh, he made me cry, he challenged me, he supported me, he was kind, he was cruel...he was gone.

Life has moved on, the way is does and the way it should, but you came into my thoughts today and if you are out there reading this - I want you to know that I think of you with fondness and love.  With all my heart I hope that you are happy and are enjoying life.
x

P.s. You took me on the best date I ever had, so simple yet so perfect.

Thank you xx