All better this morning!

We had a little visitor yesterday and overnight.   Last night was very noisy with ever louder fireworks and poor Poppy was a quivering, panting nervous wreck.   However, as you can see from the above photo, this morning she is bright eyed and ready for anything again.  It does seem as if the bangs get louder each year, or is it just my imagination?   Someone is bound to have some fireworks tonight and we haven't even got to Nov 5th yet.  At least she will be back home with her mum and dad by then, and maybe won't mind the noise so much.

When I took her out for a walk this morning, the state of the paths was like this and it reminded me of when I was a schoolgirl.   At this time of year with all the wet leaves lying on the road, the buses had difficulty in getting up the hill to the village where I lived.   There was a nasty little bend just where the incline was steepest, and on more than one occassion most of the passengers were asked to get off the bus and walk to the top of the slope in the hope that the driver could get the wheels to grip the road and we could all get on again and continue our journey.    I remember one particular day when several of the strongest passengers went to the back of the bus and had to give it a push to get it moving again!   Just one of the joys of living in the country.   Most of us thought it was a great fun, but I dare say that Health and Safety wouldn't allow such frivolity these days.