We’ve gone away. We’re sleeping, walking and I hope I get my swimming mojo back.
We haven’t gone far, we’re staying on a campsite right by the sea on the Dunwich cliffs.
Yesterday we went for a walk along the river from Blythburgh to the edges of Southwold. We stopped at a pub called the Harbour Inn on the edges of Southwold. It was awful.
When we go away we don’t want to talk to people – we really don’t. The pub seemed full of people who were unable to stop their dogs coming over and bothering my dogs. So the people get dragged over to our table by their dogs, and simper about how the doggies seem to really like each other. I just wanted to be left alone.
Then a man asked me, what I think is a most ridiculously stupid question, one that I get asked all the time ….. but maybe you can tell me if I am being overly judgemental on this issue.
He asked me if my dogs were related.
Just to remind you, here are both the dogs sitting next to each other.
I get it, they are both black and white; they are both working sheepdogs.
But really??? All black labradors look the same to me … slightly overfed, not very bright, stodgy – miaow – I know, this is why I have gone on holiday. But, and this is crucial, just because they look the same doesn’t mean I assume they must all be related. I am sure they are thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands of black labradors in the world that are not related to each other.
But let’s now return to my dogs. One is a smooth-coat with a dash of red that catches the light as his dad was a red and white collie. The other is a rough coat, tricolour with a pointy nose.
I told the man they weren’t related. He told me he thought they were as they looked alike wtf?
So this is what I said …..
“Well I guess they do look alike in that they are both black and white, but then so are most collies”
He stopped talking to me then which was probably a good thing. Because the next words out of mouth were going to be a question as to whether his labrador and pug-type dog were related. Yes, I need a holiday.
We have no real internet so there might not be any posts for a while, we will see …..
N.B. The food in the pub was terrible. I had a crab thermidor. I stopped eating it as it tasted like it would make me ill, very ill. It didn’t, but really …. How hard can it be to mess up cheesy, creamy crab?
N.B. This photo is of my dogs in the Ship Inn – which is a wonderful place, serving the most excellent food – the tempura soft-shelled crab with sweetcorn relish was heavenly. If you have breakfast there, they give your dogs a sausage each – and they don’t ask if they are related.