It is no exaggeration to say that people have literally stopped in their tracks to ask about Betty. Cars pull over, cyclists dismount and people just start talking to us. It’s like being with a celebrity. They guess she’s is a Pug cross – the curly tail, dark face and…
My brother, Sam, and his fiancee, Kristina, moved out to New Zealand during September 2013, so it had been over 2 years since I last saw them. I decided it was time to make the effort to go half way around the world. My mum recommended flying Emirates and taking…
Bloated and sluggish from Christmas Day overload, Betty and I decided to walk from Bideford Quay to Instow along the Tarka Trail on Boxing Day. The trail is popular with walkers and cyclists and covers a total of 180 miles in a figure-of-eight route, centred on Barnstaple. My mum’s house…
I recently went back to internet dating. In a flurry of winks and messages, I got to the stage where I was agreeing to meet one of the men who lived locally and therefore wouldn’t require much effort to get to. We decided on the Pint Shop in Cambridge, where…
Betty’s social diary is now officially busier than mine. Her pet sitter, Sue, invited her to a Halloween tea party and I was the chaperone. Sue had stipulated “no costume, no entry”, so I took Betty to look at the options in TK Maxx and B&M. We picked up a…
My name is Emma and I’m not as young as I look. I failed to meet Mr. Good Enough and make babies, so I came to the conclusion that a dog would be a good substitute. One rainy day in November, I drove from Cambridge to Bristol to pick up…
