Bleurgh,

Today has been a complete waste of my precious, precious time.

I can't jog with the the dog, not allowed to jog without the dog.
In a desperate attempt to clear my mind I left the house ANYWAY, but halfway round my usual loop of Button End the dog decided that she was bored of me not throwing her stick and so decided to dance around me irritating little circles, tripping me up.

I met:
1 professional dog walker, walking what looking to be an elderly lion but was probably in fact a near-death-through-obesity golden retriever,
2 old biddies who were both the kind of woman who is probably extremely rich but wanders round in her nightie and a pair of wellies anyway,
and that guy I keep seeing (i.e. twice) who has the voice of Joe Johnson, on a bicycle. As before, he said "Evening" and cycled on, leaving me to be savaged by the now insufferably bored Caris.

Also, it has come to my attention that my ass is missing.