The rise of sea levels!
It’s persisting down again tonight and we both got a little wet.
We seen the two burmese mountain dogs and the woman who wears the high viz jacket when she walks them. She dosn’t stop talking that woman, she tells me all about her family and friends, like I know them. I dont know who, what shes talking about. There’s Dave and someone who lives in Dorset who breeds ringtailed plovers or something, and that bench there, oh they put it in the wrong place, that one is our one, when Verity died the council put them in its £500. Ted will be out later with my husband. (Ted is another burmese mountain dog, he’s the biggest dog on the manor. Ted and Cosmo kind of grumble bad temperedly when they meet, face up and growl. It never really kicks off like Sid).
We seen a terrier, all mouth them terriers, Cosmo does his little ‘Ali Shuffle’ and side steps them lets them think he’s been seen off good and proper.
I just walked through a puddle about 25 feet long. Cosmo has his puddle he always lays down in, that same puddle. Every time its there he lays in it, even on cold horrible nights he does it.
And then we met this bloke who says he has had his beach hut for about 6-7 years. He says in that time, the distance from the waters edge at high tide to his beach hut has halved!
I dont know if thats true.
