BAD TO WORSE (09/11/11)

After todays early and unproductive excursion we wandered out again to look at Durham cathedral. Durham lies on the river Wear……….Just as I was heading into town, two dogs in tow, two dogs lashed together on one lead. They are not town dogs. I’m not a town person. I hate being in cities and towns. I have to dodge folk all the time. I have just got into my stride and have to swerve, or move or shift my gaze. Big steps and little ones. It’s exhausting. I do love the architecture though. I’ll have a do tomorrow morning in the dark.

It’s the beauty of blogging. You bloggers who are happy in towns show me their wonders. Thank you DEE BEE.  She is into gates to the point of obsession. They are wonderful are her gates. She also posted a really great shopping mall……….ages ago…palaces… All things wondrous .. I couldn’t find them all but ask.She will tell you. (Deebee. I’m referring to the one with globe lights in, it’s a wee bit twee). Beautifully shot though……….could have done with HDR but it is a magical post……..Bet you don’t have a pair of dogs!

I Noticed this notice as I was heading into town…………..Posh place. They even have their own breathing kit. The river doesn’t smell so death lurks unannounced in Durham.

Durham Castle…….We wandered over this bridge and hit the town. The dogs are worse than I am in towns. Alfie stole a Kebab from a student. He had left it unattended on a  step.  A favour to the student? Definitely! If Alfie’s current flatulence is any guide to quality. We retreated, that sounds wimpy. We exercised a tactical withdrawal.

Just as I thought nothing else could befall me.Molly found a gap in the fence and joined in a university rugby match. I used to play the game. I was a full back from choice, wing under duress but Moll was a star. Growled at their odd misshapen ball and worried it into touch. I whistled my best whistle but it doesn’t begin to compete with a referees whistle. She thought he was encouraging her. Bash it with her foot head butt it and try and get it to the cricket square a couple of hundred yards away. A star she was! Three hundred stones plus several tons against a one stone of wee dog. I didn't’ t hang about too long to ascertain whether they found it amusing.

 Today defined chaos. Moll had a good game of ball though and she is tired. Alf’s tummy is horrible but he is smelly and happy.  I’ll take them out now and sans camera.

Do rugby players have to bully off or toss off for a restart? ………….No, I’ll not go there. Life can be fun but living is hard work If you want to see Durham.

I’ll give it another go at the crack of dawn tomorrow…………I don’t need aggravation or students or tourists.

I’m starting to think it was a mistake coming here. It happen doesn’t suit us.