Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Blue.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 7.
Tears: Yep - try not to cry in this cold wind.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Fruit scone with jam and clotted cream!!
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): Two stone heavier than a year ago - hopeless!
Hormonal Hannah and Furry Mama really needed to get out of the house today, and as the predicted snow missed little Suffolk, Baggy persuaded Calum that he fancied an outing too. He didn't, because his pelvis has been agony for over a week now, and even though it's a little better, he can't walk for far without it hurting again, but Baggy can be extremely persuasive. Creative Clara really wanted to go in Billy Bob Jalopy campervan, even though he has zero heating. Calum didn't. Baggy can be extremely persuasive - they went in Billy Bob. It always seems like an adventure in Billy Bob, even just going to the shops.
Today was more of an adventure than Baggy had expected. No snow - nope. But frozen roads and as they approached the beautiful Dunwich Heath, well, the drama! Baggy has never seen the sea this rough at Dunwich before.
Baggy fancied getting a little closer to the action. Calum didn't. But Baggy can be extremely persuasive!! Getting the gist Baggees? Extremely, extremely!
The mini Beast-from-the-East didn't seem so mini, when standing in the foam being spewed from a raging sea.
Freda Fretter felt very sorry for the National Trust folk. Last Thursday they had spent the whole day trying to clear the deadly palm oil from the beach that was washed up by the original Beast-from-the-East. The beach was barely visible today, the tide was so high it was almost covered - the amount of junk that's been washed up was horrifying! Baggy might go over there next week and see if she can help with the clear up (but not if there's more palm oil, because the pooch would be with her).
It was so blowy, it was possible to launch!
Avoiding the risky bits, Furry Mama and Calum kept the pooch amused.
It was cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey! (And, no Baggees, that is not rude - if you don't know the origin and care to know, look up canon balls on galleons - love Clever Bird).
To warm up, the three of them headed to the NT café (pooches welcome) for coffee and scone with clotted cream (yeah, Baggy is hopeless, but it was Heaven). Then out via the shop, with a couple of gorgeous blankets made from random waste wool, for going over Baggy and Calum's laps in Billy Bob so they don't get hypothermia... and just to admit that they're getting old... disgracefully..............
Meanwhile, back in the warm.
Happy Sunday Baggees................
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