The Woods

I walked past the woods where I used to walk my dogs today. It is now skeletal and bare of everything but trees, which seems to me to be the very minimum of what a forest should be. There used to be bushes and ferns and logs which my dogs would love to eat and sniff. I can’t pretend to be a dog but I think they wouldn’t like it quite so much without it all. Apparently it is because the druggies used to shoot up their drugs in the forest and I dunno, maybe they’re a little camera shy but chopping all the bushes down might stop them using there. For both them and me it’s a shame, for both of us took pleasure in the lovely woods.

However I did discover a new place to have lunch which is lovely for me (and not the druggies cos they only eat heroin.) I had an enormous Sausage Roll which was even better eaten slowly (which my mum encourages me to do, but usually without much effect.) Again my diet is suffering. A mostly meat diet is probably not the way forward no matter what Atkins said.