Saturday

The owner of Lurch always carries a can, is usually worse for wear and generally unpleasant.

Lurch has taken deer down. On one occasion, the police were called in order to shoot a deer to put it out of its misery following an attack from Lurch. The owner has previously been instructed to keep Lurch muzzled and under control. Advice completely ignored.

He's an intimidating chap who loves the fact that everyone is cautious of him. 

But Hetty adores Lurch. God knows why.

She's just spotted him. 

The owner takes the opportunity to lecture me about taking out a bitch on heat. (She's been spayed)

Stupid man.

I picked a lot of plums in the woods the other day. They are now an ingredient in a cake.