He was a very good boy at the vets, showing a keen interest in the other occupants of the waiting room. I thought he was just trying to hide from the vet when he dived under a chair; I didn’t see the cat looking terrified in his carrier.
Afterwards we stopped off in town and walked around the lake and small park. As we walked past the local council yard we came face to face with this giant, decaying papier mache clown. The stuff of nightmares to be sure. Clowns have always made me shudder and the fact that this apparition was disintegrating made it all the more grotesque.
(Coulrophobia – a fear of clowns)
Happy days.
ReplyDeleteDog worming and clowns - I think not!
DeleteI don't like clowns, they're evil. Have a safe journey.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteI have never understood the fear of clowns, I must have had a very dull childhood.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it's a girl thing. (I doubt you had a dull childhood.)
DeleteThat defunct clown is really nasty looking.
ReplyDeleteHe does look a bit macabre looking out through the fence like that.
DeleteDon't have nightmares about that decaying French clown Sue! Is it meant to be Emmanuel Macron? There's an uncanny resemblance. I sometimes have nightmares about things I don't like like Bournville chocolate and pork scratchings that still have pig bristles on them.
ReplyDeleteI know we haven't been back to the UK for a while, but do they really have plain chocolate covered pork scratchings now? Things are looking up.
DeleteYes, I can see the resemblance to Macron now you come to mention it.
DeletePork scratchings with bristles - quelle horreur!
Potty is being potty again!
DeleteI don't actively dislike or fear clowns, but I really don't care for them, either.
ReplyDeleteNo, I don't like clowns and have always hated circuses too - even as a small child.
ReplyDeleteHope that all goes well, you have a safe journey home, and Rick behaves himself. It will be interesting to see how he settles down in the flat, after his freedom in France.