Piggly and I went for a brief trot around the woods yesterday, on the way back from Waitrose.
The woods were rather dismal. They’d been snowy earlier in the day, but the sleet had turned to rain and washed all the wintery beauty away.
Each year somebody festooons this tree with baubles and cones, but the wind had blown quite a lot of them to the ground.
Dogs aren’t allowed in this bit, and people are only supposed to enter with (readily available) permits, but since there’s no good reason for the ban I ignore it. Bloody dictators, trying to tell me where to walk… *g*
On the way home we stopped at Tim and Kate’s, to drop off Christmas goodies and to say a last “Hello” before they leave for Christmas. Kate and Tim spoil Piglet and me, and we both love dropping in. Piglet grows quite hysterical with excitement in the back of the car as I fasten her lead to her collar to walk her over to the house *g*
Tim’s a keen photographer, and he spent quite a lot of time trying to get a good piccy of Piglet to enter in the local show next year. Piglet’s almost as bad a photographic subject as me, though, and she refused to sit still and smile winningly.
Tim, Kate and I had a glass of wine to celebrate my birthday, and Piglet had a glass of Ribena. They sent me home with the rest of the bottle. (The wine, that is: not the Ribena.) Yum!
Upon our return to Chez Peewiglet I fed the monsters and then myself.
I have to say that I was a little disappointed in the tub of Waitrose pepper sauce I’d bought earlier. I spotted it on a shelf and thought it would be yummy, because most Waitrose food does seem to be, but sadly it wasn’t. It had a very disappointing taste and a markedly synthetic texture, and there was very little evidence of the cream and brandy it was meant to contain. There weren’t a lot of peppercorns either, for that matter. I should have made some myself, since it’s so extremely easy to make a yummy one. Not to worry, though. I’ll make my own tonight.