Here begins the mammoth task of catching up with my journal. Any sensible person would just start blipping again and fill in the gaps as and when. Not me. The neat freak within must be satisfied and that means getting completely up to date before I start posting regularly again. Resistance is futile. I am what I am. Today is the 26th April 2012 - only six months to go....

I love how a photo takes you back to the time and place. The date would mean nothing without the image to jog my memory. We went for a walk with doggo. Just the two of us. Walking along the old railway line hand in hand. On the way back Brammle surpassed himself by coating himself in some fluorescent green slime and every dog walker we passed smirked and said 'Someone's getting a bath when you get home!' He didn't get a bath, he got hosed down and hated it.