Happiness spreads happiness. I hope she isn’t offended that I am more excited about fussing the dog though. We then saw ‘Linemen for the county’ . They are two guys from Slough, fitting cables as they go. I give them a regular burst of ‘Wichita Lineman’ when I see them. I don’t think they know of Glen Campbell though. One is from India and one is from Tanzania. But they enthusiastically join in with my laughter. Then we saw Saffy’s old mate ‘Mick the rat’. He has a plot down the vegetable allotment, and gives Saffy strawberries and carrots. And he is often seen chasing rats from his plot. Then we saw ‘Good morning’ man. We call him that because they are the only words he has said in the three years we have exchanged words. I have recently found myself changing accents when I swap greetings. Today I was Roger Moore as James Bond.
Then we ambled by Nikita’s house. She is my second favourite web designer in the whole world. We waved at lovely Kay driving up the hill in her car. And the icing on the cake was when we walked by ‘big man who grunts’. He is the jogger who refuses to say good morning, and grunts when I am street singing. Today he got a full tenor version of The Lord is my Shepherd. I actually think I sound good. Saffy’s tail goes like crazy when I hit a high note. And now as I sit to write with my tap water, Saffy is chewing on a bit of Buffalo. Have a wonderful day out there.
