Sunday 8 April 2012: Nucleosynthesis
Oh my, armageddon day is upon us.
I think it was just the seagull and myself who witnessed this supernova. fusion, explosion.
In other exciting news...
I fear/hope I offended an elderly lady this morning.
It appears that they are holding a dog show at the leisure centre where I park to walk the girls in the fields and woods behind. This was not really apparent at 7:30 am. My girls jumped out of the car and rushed for the path through the hedge. I heard yapping, but assumed it was the normal yappy dogs who we often encounter and ignore.
"WAIT, WAIT" I heard a clipped, terse voice command.
At last she is keeping her dogs under control I thought.
My labs barrelled through the path, leadless and collarless. The yapping reached a high pitched frenzy.
I sauntered along the path.
"Did YOU not hear me tell you to WAIT" Mrs WI Woman demanded, as she tried to untangle 5 mini yappers and their leads from around her legs. Bows, and ruffles akimbo.
"My dogs, get very unsettled by big black dogs"
I very unchivalry like suggested that maybe she should have put them in her handbag and continued my walk.
Actually I was rather cross about her WAIT, WAIT command. If she had asked me I would have gone out of my way to assist her.
Anyway, the morning walk across the field, up the hill and in to the woods was glorious. On my return the field was full of pampered pooches on leads attending to their toilette. Each owner clutching multiple leads in one hand, and a brush/comb in the other. Bows, ribbons, ruffles, doggie knit wear and diamond studded collars abounded.
Quite what they thought of my leadless, collarless, slobbering, muddy, smelly girls I really do not know (or particularly care!)
AFTERNOON UPDATE: I swear that I have just seen 3 dogs being pushed in prams/pushchairs from the leisure centre 25 metres to the car park!!