I have just been reading through my one and only attempt at blogging and realise that I sound a bit spoilt. I know I am, I know that I am extremely lucky but I take nothing forgranted, especially not my health or that of my family and friends. I know that time, health and happiness are things that money cannot buy.
It seems that I had a lucky escape this weekend, when someone came up with the idea of buying me an english bull dog puppy to replace my lovely old boxer dog - experience tells me that cute though they are, these little bundles are very destructive. I've got a name for her - Pansy as in Pansy Potter (if you are old enough to remember her) or for him Hattersley after a particularly bulldog-ish headmaster I once had.