Today has been a pretty good day, despite having to alter the clocks last night. Why do we do that? is it for the farmers? They could still just work dawn 'till dusk couldn't they? Surely it wouldn't matter what time they got up....it's a bonkers job anyway, but their career choice. I find it messes with my head for weeks.
But I digress.... I should explain, poor old Murphy has been having some strange episodes lately at night time. Physically he is in fine fettle and doesn't look his age at all, during the day he is his usual self but has been having occasional panic attacks in the middle of the night. This is no fun! Having a 7 stone Alsatian crashing the doors open and running about in a state of terror for no apparent reason.
So anyhow my sleep wasn't interrupted too much last night and due to the clocks going back I was up and out an hour earlier than usual this morning. Very few people on the beach when we got there, not even any joggers for Leon to terrorise so a very peaceful and relaxing walk we had. I got back in time to see the start of the Indian Grand Prix on the BBC and was enjoying that when an enquiry came in about my drawing 'Heat Of The Night'.
Ndege Wa Pori
I'll be having a small exhibition of my African wildlife at Wild About Birds in December, details to follow nearer the time, and also a permanent display in the new Fair Trade and Crafts shop once it's completed in the next few weeks. A portion of all sales revenue will go into the project's funds and I'm pleased to be able to help in a small way, a very worthwhile cause.
There's even a chance that I may get an opportunity to get over to Kenya as a guest of the conservation project early next year, now that would really be something and would be a great opportunity to get some first hand experience, reference material and inspiration for future work, as well as hopefully be of some use to the project.
After the Grand Prix and lunch, I'd arranged for Leon to go over to a friend of mine for a bit of training. She is doing a college course, something to do with dog psychology and I'd mentioned in passing that if she wanted a barking mad juvenile dog to practice on, she was welcome to borrow Leon. I hadn't expected her to take me up on it but she did so, while Leon was getting a bit of discipline drummed into him, I was able to take Murphy out on his own for a couple of hours. We went over to Aldeburgh, played in the park for a while before having a walk through the town and along the sea front. I'd almost forgotten what it was like to have him on his own, so calm and relaxed, really enjoyable. We called in at my brother's house for a cuppa before going home.
My friend Anne had worked wonders with Leon, managing to get him a lot calmer and behaving much better on the lead. So much so that Jenny had felt confident enough to take him out on her own. All went well until they were almost back before Leon spotted a strange dog who is staying at a house opposite us (a holiday rental) So he made a burst for freedom, took Jenny by surprise and dashed over there to play. No way was he going to be caught until he'd finished....ah well, can't win 'em all.
So not too bad a day....just need to see that annoying, talentless little prat Frankie Coccoza voted off X-Factor this evening to make it even better.