Hello Strangers

I'm down in Yorkshire keeping an eye on Mum as my brother is off gallivanting. Before I realised what I was doing, I had offered to look after his neurotic dog too. So each morning and afternoon we go to exactly the same park (safely enclosed) and walk exactly the same route so the dog doesn't get upset, or lost. You might think that a hound who can spot a squirrel at half a mile would be able to hear someone calling her name, whistling and a hollering, but alas, no.
The views of the River 'umber have been rather good the last few days, but each time I've forgotten the darned camera. This afternoon I remembered, so voila!