No car day

It was the air show this weekend and because of where we live, if the cars aren't parked home by 10:30, you can bet your life that you won’t be able to get a parking place within a mile for the rest of the day because of the day trippers.

The first item on the agenda was walking Tommy. We cycled to the park. It’s the first time I’ve actually cycled anywhere with him! He ran nicely alongside the bike once he realised that we weren’t going to stop and sniff every few minutes. It’s only one kilometre to the park and only cycled at his jogging pace so he was still full of beans and able to play with Duncan when we got there. I put him in my rucksack for the ride home as I didn’t want him too tired for training. I had allot of ‘oh look at that dog – how cool’ from the people we rode past. I’m not sure if Tommy thought it was cool, but he seemed unfazed when we got in – and I could ride faster!

We caught the train to training. It arrived with two minutes to spare before the start of training. Unfortunately, I left his training treats on the train and Tommy was looking at me in a ‘huh, forget it. You’re by yourself today love’ attitude. Spice’s dad spotted this and gave me some cheese. I’m forever in his debt.

I didn’t catch the train home after training. With all the trippers going into Southend, I thought it unwise, so we walked. It was nice to start, once we got off the main road. Along a path and through some fields. Once we’d crossed the busy road again, we walked by Prittle Brook. Tommy was hot so he had a drink and a swim before we carried on into Southend.

I took a wrong turn over the fields and ended up walking along the busy road again. It wasn’t really the nice walk I’d envisaged so when I spotted a lady standing at the bus stop I asked her how long until the bus was due. About 5 minutes. We waited and then caught the bus the remaining mile home. Tommy, as ever, was good on the bus. He sat for a while taking it all in, but soon laid down with his eyes half closed.

After such a busy day for a JRT he snoozed in the garden while I dead headed roses. Until the planes got too noisy that is! Then he went to his safe place, under the sideboard.