Different Strokes for Different Folks
On our journey to the Dog Palace today, after we turned off the tarmac road onto the windy track, we passed a white van that had stopped. My eagle eyed driver and owner of the Palace had spotted the driver had waved his arms, to indicate he was not going anywhere fast. So we turned around to investigate. The conversation between my friend and the driver, I almost understood, well my friends side of it. I knew the guy who helped my friend build the Palace was going to come back this way after we arrived there, so the driver just had to wait. He basically wanted a tow to the highest point of the track, then he would freewheel down to his destination! Good luck with that and no servo brakes! After my friends cobuilder reappeared after his towing role, a mist started to appear from the sea. This comes in when the wind is from the South West, the direction where moisture rich air comes from, hence the mist. I started my walking of the dogs. During the few two walks, the mist really rol...