Thought you might like to know about essential dog-walking kit in January in the south of France. From the top down. Bright orange woolly hat to protect ears and signal to zealous hunters that you're not a grizzly bear. Lavender fleecy scarf to stop nose dropping off. One shirt and two woolly jumpers (unseen) beneath black sheepskin coat (bought really for smart outings but keeps bottom warm so what the hell.) Walking boots and cords. Thermal underwear still in cupboard waiting for REALLY cold day. Dog harnesses for easy catching. Colour co-ordination - not a hope.Yes, winter has finally come, thank God. It's been gorgeous and balmy til now but weird in a scary global-warming sort of a way, so it's a great relief that we've moved on from autumn and are racing through the logs in the wood-pile. To misplace winter would be careless indeed. Up in the vineyard the wind is bob-sleighing off the Pyrenees. Flynn the husky is in his Siberian element and the slightly less aerodynamic Kit the labra-dish barrels on in blissful sniff-dom. It's freezing in the wind but wonderful.
Oh yes, the sunglasses. Essential. There's still not a cloud in the bright blue sky.
(Walk statistics. Poos: 2 Pees: 473 Hunters: 1 Running away: 0)
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