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A dog owner for an hour

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A little rain overnight. A little time in the garden for Lorraine, and in the studio I picked up my pencils and did some drawing for fun. Innis and Rosie came around this afternoon, dropping off Pippi, and going around to see Beth and James. Lorraine, Pippi and I went around to Palo and Martin's house, to look at their lovely garden, which they had opened for the day, and Palo's lovely paintings. Lovely to see Palo again, and I really liked some of her new work.  While mooching in the garden, I was holding Pippi's lead, and surprising how many people start talking to you because you happen to be sporting a nice cockapoo. Soon we were back home and Rosie and Innis were sitting in the garden. We drove off to the Plough and Harrow, for a late Sunday lunch. I decided to eat Sunday lunch like an Englishman. Roast beef washed down with a couple of pints of Long Man, from the brewery across the lane. Very nice food. And lovely to catch up with Rosie and Innis. My lightning app goi...

A pocket full of kippers

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Up early and doing yet more editing on the podcast. Cheery that Lorraine was hopefully coming home today. Steve said that he would drop by this morning, as he was on the way to the fish market in Newhaven. This proved to just a generously sized fish shop, with lots of fresh fish. I contented myself with some kippers, and Steve predated on at least two species of marine life.  Then we drove up towards the harbour, a few seconds away. I have never seen such rough sea inside a harbour before. The waves were breaking over into the carpark showering hard gobs of seawater on the windscreen. A short drive afterwards with Sherpa Steve showing me a few local sights, and we ended up in the Plough and Harrow in Littlington, where Lorraine and I went late last year with Rosie, Innis and Gus. Simply had a pint of Long Man bitter there, as it seemed rude not to as the brewery was literally down the road. Dropped off shortly afterwards, my pocket full of kippers. Finished my editing, called Mum, ...