|chocolate brownies would have been nicer|
I took Rick out for his walk around the estate at 7.00 this morning. He is usually quite friendly with other dogs but occasionally he kicks off so I try to avoid other dog walkers. I’m anti social anyway! It was surreal. Every time I took an avoiding manoeuvre I came face to face with another dog walker. I think every dog owner on the estate decided to take their walk at 7.00 this morning.
I’m having a quiet day, Paul is out and I’m at a loose end. This is dangerous for me. I was going to make chocolate brownies but I don’t have enough butter in the fridge and after walking Rick for an hour I don’t have the inclination to walk to the shops. I found some old mascara dye in the bathroom cabinet so I’ve smothered it on my eyebrows. According to the instructions I have to leave it on for half an hour. No, I’m not going to take a photo but suffice to say that Rick has gone to hide under the bed.
Now, what shall I do next?