Tip Toe, Through the Seaweed...!

The Boss was winding me up!

He didn't take me to Glasgow, so I am here to tell the tale! But I did go to the seaside and the sea up in Scotland is much nicer than than at home. I was able to run around on the rocks and paddle in the sea without getting too wet and cold.

When was very young I went once, to Druridge Bay in Northumberland, and the sea was very nasty and it attacked me and made me very cold and wet. The Boss took a picture of me sitting on the sand, shivering and he shows it to all his friends!!

It made Fat Dog sick but he didn't take a photo of her!!