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Thursday, June 02, 2005
LOSING THE PLOT
Still recovering from a weekend of showing, almost non-stop.
Friday, the hottest day of the year, was Bath. A long run in the usual bus with a swaying edifice of dogs in carriers stacked amidships. The passengers seemed more aged than ever - I think the bus traels in a time warp which adds years to all of us with every bum-breaking mile.
At one stop in an unspeakable Moto service, my friend and I were approached by a venerable exhibitor. She told us about her best advance Christmas present ever -
"You`ll never guess!" she cackled. "It`s a burial plot! Isn`t that great?"
As we sat in stunned silence she added: "It came with a message - `Do not open until Christmas!` "
I definitely have to give up dogbuses.
Friday, the hottest day of the year, was Bath. A long run in the usual bus with a swaying edifice of dogs in carriers stacked amidships. The passengers seemed more aged than ever - I think the bus traels in a time warp which adds years to all of us with every bum-breaking mile.
The show was hot and got hotter. Florian I discover doesn`t like heat. Prudence on the other hand does. We soldiered on in 90 degree heat, sustained by absolutely the best ring steward ever, who not only does the job perfectly, but sustains exhibitors with good cheer and boiled sweets. But the result was the same for both of mine - 4th.
Marcus was 5th. He is a bit out of coat - but that`s another story.
And then the long trail back north in a sweltering bus, its passengers ageing visibly by the minute
At one stop in an unspeakable Moto service, my friend and I were approached by a venerable exhibitor. She told us about her best advance Christmas present ever -
"You`ll never guess!" she cackled. "It`s a burial plot! Isn`t that great?"
As we sat in stunned silence she added: "It came with a message - `Do not open until Christmas!` "
I definitely have to give up dogbuses.
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