Can you believe that, having neglected me and gone swanning off to the Continent on holiday for ten days, upon her return Gail has been refusing to help me with my blog, all because she promised her London friends that she would write a report on the bicycle tour?
To add insult to injury, she didn't even listen to my suggestion that she should write it from a canine perspective. And then she ignored all the stuff she tells me, about not writing too much 'cos folk won't have the time to read it.
In the unlikely event you want to read her long-winded (and somewhat idiosyncratic) account of the 'Five Countries' cycling trip - and I have to warn you it contains absolutely no mention of dogs, not even 'Wotan' - you can click here.
And in case you have forgotten what I look like, here is a photo of me, all bedraggled after my morning walk in heavy rain.
Menoffagainorrhoea; Saturday Sighs
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