Ferret on the Beach

Joined the Northumberland Greyhound Rescue group on the Blyth beach today so that Alice could meet other greyhounds .

The greyhounds were great . Alice was the tiniest of them all , determined to keep at the front of the walk as best she could . And we saw something you wouldn't find on Tynemouth beaches , a ferret on a lead . I asked for a photograph and was given a guided tour . Such a sweet little thing , tiny teeth and much sniffing the air like a kitten as she looked at me and allowed me to stroke her .

Idyllic evening with bonfire, scatalogy etc

And another fairytale garden , this time my sister's .

Complete with analysis of " scatalogical ", the roaring fire watched by a row of beasts and a walk by the river .

The very ancient cat sat on me , Grommit favoured Emma , Alice looked longingly into the airing cupboard next to the Rayburn and Big Brother twittered in the background .