tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post9170287305705582577..comments2024-03-28T20:27:17.431+00:00Comments on Susan Here There and Everywhere: A Nice Quiet WalkSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-62373236104049243272020-05-01T12:16:50.636+01:002020-05-01T12:16:50.636+01:00Sounds a bit like Rick. He has a particular pench...Sounds a bit like Rick. He has a particular penchant for school children in uniform.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-83513300032657870592020-05-01T12:15:36.273+01:002020-05-01T12:15:36.273+01:00Silent bikes are the worst!Silent bikes are the worst!Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-27809769181618003382020-05-01T11:54:10.571+01:002020-05-01T11:54:10.571+01:00Sorry to hear about your knee - do take care.
I ha...Sorry to hear about your knee - do take care.<br />I had Duke, a rescue dog, who was very much like Rick, and it was frequently purgatory to take him for a walk. He was unpredictable, and would bark at some things one day, and the next time walk by without a glance! He treated people in the same way too. The one constant thing he didn't like was children - he would snap at them, and go into a frenzy of barking. At some time I think he must have been tied up and tormented by them. When I had him with me, I always had to be careful to make sure there were no children about. Easy enough locally, as this is very much a seniors area. His favourite game was to jump over our 2 metre front wall and chase vehicles. He loved coming with me, in the car, and frequently chased me if I went out without him!Coppa's girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459503600694841117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-84325267080894133492020-05-01T08:28:17.547+01:002020-05-01T08:28:17.547+01:00For our hour in the am (6 - 7) Ted and I meet The ...For our hour in the am (6 - 7) Ted and I meet The Regulars and are now on first names with owners and dogs. It's quite a trick to try and remember them all and greet across the road. Later in the day it's harder to keep my usual distance, -- 4m --, away from joggers and the silent bikes that whizz by on the path. Still, mustn't grumble! Take care of your knee, no more painting on the floor. Lesleypottyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06834163803780455512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-58522033062624816092020-04-30T18:55:22.969+01:002020-04-30T18:55:22.969+01:00It's quieter than normal in the mornings right...It's quieter than normal in the mornings right now because people aren't commuting to work. Even in normal times there aren't usually many people about.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-19706187510545352222020-04-30T16:24:31.172+01:002020-04-30T16:24:31.172+01:00Given that they are all pretty normal things/happe...Given that they are all pretty normal things/happenings/people it is surprising you ever have the lanes to yourself at 7 to 7.30 am. Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-81935358399902758492020-04-30T16:09:11.650+01:002020-04-30T16:09:11.650+01:00Something to amuse the children of the village, th...Something to amuse the children of the village, they have been putting up rainbow drawings in windows for everyone to see.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-21435359958629636872020-04-30T16:07:49.292+01:002020-04-30T16:07:49.292+01:00These old names fascinate me, there is usually som...These old names fascinate me, there is usually some history attached to them.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-45828711565942167482020-04-30T16:04:10.627+01:002020-04-30T16:04:10.627+01:00A chihuahua is not a proper dog. And they bite ank...A chihuahua is not a proper dog. And they bite ankles. Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10787732343048847565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-56272635569535345772020-04-30T15:00:57.373+01:002020-04-30T15:00:57.373+01:00You wouldn't have had this much bother if you ...You wouldn't have had this much bother if you had opted for a chihuahua instead.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-77567941292076626092020-04-30T14:52:18.997+01:002020-04-30T14:52:18.997+01:00I only had to see the name of that Lane (Washdyke ...I only had to see the name of that Lane (Washdyke Lane) to know I was in Lincolnshire. My village in childhood had a Washdyke Lane, a Sheepwash Lane and a Sandhill Beck Lane.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472301814571448308.post-54757687705656194412020-04-30T14:18:59.167+01:002020-04-30T14:18:59.167+01:00The stones are a nice idea; far better than findin...The stones are a nice idea; far better than finding Tesco bags in the trees.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.com