Yay! Just had to write that Spring has arrived eventually! Up to 18 degrees Celsius today, it was just wonderful. Went for the lunchtime walk with Yogi just needing a cardigan. I am so happy. Looking forward to spending time on the terrace again! Need to sort out my plant pots this weekend, need to put some seeds out, it looks all so empty and dark.

Anyway, I am a bit tired today, after getting a little less sleep last night due to St. Patrick’s Day drinks at the Geldart. Yogi had a lick of Guinness off my finger and seems to be very keen on it, it’s full of iron, so can’t really be bad for him ;o).

Putting in another order of Kinnie, the fabulous Maltese soft drink, why oh why is this not a staple drink all around this world like Coke I wonder! In absense of that, I am ordering it at the Maltese Culture Movement, those lovely people there will be sending me 2 cases shortly.

http://www.kinnie.com/page.asp?n=home

If you are ever in Malta or Gozo, try it, it’s wonderfully refreshing. Bitter Orange/Herbal limonade, might not sound nice, but it IS! I promise!

Best regards
Bisa

Yesterday we went to the beach with Yogi for the first time. I chose Old Hunstanton as it has a dog friendly pub right by the beach and beach parking as well.

He absolutely loved it. He was running around like a little nutter. When we were far away from anyone else I let him off the lead and he just sprinted around as if he had never tasted freedom like this before. Well the vastness of space there is quite amazing even for a human. I am always stunned when I get there. It was low tide so we just did a walk up to the waterline and back, but that took us a good hour with Yogi running after his ball and crissing and crossing around. In the end we had to take him on the lead again, as some idiotic people decided to go exactly where we were and he spotted them and wouldn’t stop running to them and trying to say hello. He didn’t jump though which is great.

There was so much space, these people should have really picked another path, nevermind.

Possibly not so bad, as he was wearing himself out. On the way back he was wet, sandy and shivering making some little whimpering noises, I think he was a bit cold. But the moment we were on dry sand he was back to his old self. We then had lunch at on the terrace of the Ancient Mariner Inn pub, as the weather was lovely. We had to keep our coats on but the sun was out and it was fairly sheltered. Yogi went into his little travel box for a well-needed snooze.

We then went for another little walk in the dunes. Sat down and had hot tea from the flask and a chocolate cookie I’ve got from a little tearoom beach shop.

Yogi slept most of the drive home and for the rest of the evening wasn’t getting up again. He was well and truely knackered.

Oh he did bring up some food, I think that was due to the amount of saltwater and sand he must have ingested, but he seemed fine afterwards, going straight back to sleep.

Only got up when I made him this morning at nearly 10am, can’t recall the last time I’ve stayed in bed that long, but I was pretty exhausted myself.