Is it odd to actually love waterproof trousers? Because I do. It's impossible to move quietly in them, they're not what Anna Wintour would wear, but I do not care.
Slugs and snails were out in force today, even eating nettles. Nettles! Dog I kept firmly where I could see her at all times, lest we have a repetition of the fox poo incident. She didn't appreciate this, so did her labrador cow act, which involves her attempting, rather inefficiently, to eat grass, getting some stuck in her throat, and then hacking and coughing for the rest of the walk. Maybe cows don't actually do the last, come to think of it.