Douglas Diary Summer Holidays 2018
Alone again in Milton Keynes
Today, the first of September it is set fair again for another long kennel painting day. Yesterday was signal red and today he is going to do some more of this on the other side of my long kennel before he changes colour to Oxford blue. These are the three main colours – cream for the top decks – red for the gunnels and flashing – blue for the trim and main superstructure plus black for the hull and a bit of white which like rabbits we show to the rear. Clearly each change of colour can only be applied when the adjacent colour is dry. This process is of course quite lengthy and is thirsty work that does require a few refreshment breaks.
There was not a single cloud in the sky this morning, not even a hint that I could see anyway. This reminds me of a story my bearded one once told me:
Once upon a time when he was very young and attending a very junior school in England, there was a tall tower at this school. (It was haunted of course). On a clear day like today, a senior person (a duty observer) was sent to the top of the tower to see if any cloud at all could be seen. If it was confirmed that no cloud at all could be seen from this elevated position, a holiday for that day was declared! Interestingly it never actually happened, not in his tenure. I therefore suppose that there is nearly always a whisp of cloud somewhere to be seen. This was the temperate climate of England by the way.
Well, we enjoyed our walks and I kept looking at the sky remembering this story and yes, there was a very small cloud – so no holiday today. As well I have been looking all over for my long haired one she is nowhere to be seen, my bearded one is however looking after me and he tells me she may be back tomorrow. This means I am getting two walks with my bearded one. I still love this place but I fear like so many others it has its problems. They are all human in origin, unfortunate ones that sleep rough and graffiti are not uncommon in the main part of town but even here In the beautiful parks there are areas with discarded food, packaging and litter and un fortunately I cannot resist any thing like this, scraps of food and I have eaten something that has dis agreed with me. That is the trouble of being a dog, also I am not adept with a paint brush due to my make up which is why I take on the advisory roll but I cannot resist helping. My photo today will show you what I did on the stern! My bearded one seemed very pleased with what I had done with the Oxford Blue
Love Douglas x