Roof and woof

Stella's evening walk was enlivened by meeting Walter the dalmatian. He was being walked by Kenny, who did our roof a few years ago; it was good to see him again.

Funnily enough, on our way back from the beach in the morning we'd met Dougie ... who'd also worked on our roof with Kenny. Hadn't seen him for ages, either.

Perhaps Mo was right, and there's a roofers' surfing convention on, or something.