Friday, December 12

I have decided to go to the beach for various reasons including the fact that I have a sudden desire to eat fish. I also have a desire to make sure that my dog friend gets enough exercise to fall asleep at 21:00.

I go outside and discover Rosie with what I have learned through observation probably counts as her best friend. I find them running up and down the road together, nudging and jumping at each other as they go. They will both start following me and within twenty metres another three dogs will start following them. I walk along with five dogs running around me.

The Pied Piper? C’est moi.

The other dogs will gradually drop away until, by the time we get round the pond, we will find ourselves alone. Rosie will then run off on her own and I will carry on to Leo.

I will eat chilli fish and Rosie will arrive about fifteen minutes after me, and just in time for the cheese naan.