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so with no less than two requests on this sunnyday for an update i apologise for letting 10 whole days slip by without a whisper from your canine hero.
also, reports have been made, and i'm not naming names but i'm looking at you there at the back that life of a dog is not so understandable lest we have regular meetings with activities explained in full english. but never fear wayward travellers for i will try to write simpler. (did you get all that?)

SO presumably after last weeks post (as we shall refer to them, 10 days or not) not much happened as memory only brings us forward to tuesday, upon which i scrambled through the rain to sidcuppycup to once again be scrutinized and the receiver of smiles from professional liars. this of course was softened by the comforting appearance of hailstones, funny walk and putney (ten points if you know all of these but none lost if not). and such is the way of things when days are rainy the day was rained away (say that out loud) it was suddenly

wednesday, and me and curly were up to middle earth to find out just how many of your finest establishments were not short of staff. and i don't know about you but i remember the excuse for everything being short of staff. i wish i wanted to be a train driver.
then of course the week was too busy to stay in one place and thursday brought some sun back from the cold house of winter, and it was down to goldsmiths (where they do not make gold, despite the grand title). two posters and a clearout later and we doubled on the two for one as me, mousey, jammy dodger and flowera rode the pizza express half way home, and all the way home after a quick pit stop.

now you would think that after such a busy week and no 925 keeping me busy we would be using the fastfoward button we so often visit at these times. but no. oh no.
friday spelt b-u-sy where after a quick visit to the vets i was the subject, case in point, whatever you like for photoshoot no.1 for a friend.
this was then followed by a race to new cross on robin (i will explain just this once that robin is my two wheeled pride and joy friend) and a marvellous meeting with smokey, curly, dubble, glasgow, fierce, jammy dodger, architect, happy, brute, and more fuelled by only one pint of the very best aich-two-oh.

my my readers, i do believe so much has happened already that we may have to pause for breath. unless you read in your head? is it your voice? that'll bake your noodle.
so while we are all short on time, i will breeze through photoshoot no.2 which was all smiles and a lesson in snapping from architect and a surprise cup of tea with camberwell, sorel, model and grr. this of course all before me, mousey, mint imperial, scholar and others were jamalamming to the spinnings of the 70 or so year old dj derek and all his reggae stylings in the setting and title of your favourite film (prizes for working this out unless you know already).

so a bright light morning and walkies from brockley to home brings us to the end of todays blog. once again, my sincere apologies for too much or not enough metaphorical treats, and for a lengthy post. but a well done you for getting to the end and i will leave you with a promise of pictures next time. i always say that.
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