Sir Sniffalot

A lunchtime walk down the road to nowhere, crossed the river and returned back up the road to somewhere. I think I'll be wearing my wellies until March again, Which reminds me, my wellies, I must blip them,  my previous B&Q wellies lasted a few years before losing their soul, and sole, but these ones, gee, must be over 10 years. Where was I, Arlo's sniffing for a stick I threw him, sniffing is great, for him.