Grockles everywhere

It’s been another glorious day, and here we are at 10pm, the temperature is 19º C and I’m hot and uncomfortable.

We had a late start to the day, then we had the Ratilda episode.
However, after breakfast (!) we decided to give Maggie some quality time and go for a walk along the prom.
We got waylaid by our neighbours, and didn’t start our walk until 11.30, but we’d kitted ourselves out sensibly with bill and ben hats and long sleeved lightweight cardies to protect us against getting burnt.
The park was busy, all types of boats in use on the lake, and people, dogs, ducks and geese fighting for path space.
One rather large goose started to hiss at me, so I turned round and said
‘Don’t you hiss at me!’
much to the amusement of a couple on the bench, who were amazed when the goose stopped hissing and just looked at me instead. Guess he knew where the next seed was coming from.

It was great to see the tufted ducks all together on the lake, I counted ten, which suggests that all eight survived from last year’s brood. This is 8 of them.
The prom was heaving though.
Visitors this year are of the large variety. I don’t consider myself a lightweight, but a lot of them were easily twice my size and dressed in shorts and tops, sizzling burning in the sun. There will be a lot of sore arms, necks and backs tonight.
It was nice to see kids playing with frisbees or building sand castles, and dogs were also running along the beach. The restriction doesn’t come into force until May 1st to the end of September, but everyone was having fun and that’s what matters.

We got to our favoured cafe and I was dismayed at the queue outside. I thought we’d pass, but they were all waiting for ice cream, and the cafe itself was only half occupied.
Hubby’s carrot cake and my cheesecake were waiting for us, so that was lunch!
Our intention afterwards was to walk along the High Street and home, but we literally could not see the pavement on either side of the road for bodies, pushchairs and mobility scooters, so decided to walk along one of the back roads which isn’t very busy and home through the park again, keeping to the shady side of the trees.
I think Maggie has enjoyed her day.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Grockles everywhere

  1. Lovely pictures and surroundings. I’m jealous! LOL! 😊

  2. jenanita01 says:

    Far too hot for me yesterday, besides, I had editing to do. In the relative cool of my office…

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