And then I ate the dog. 

I was recently introduced to two little dogs via the iPhone


Aren’t they cute? One of them has obviously heard about me, though, and looks distinctly wary. I’ll be meeting them in person before too long, and am looking forward to it. The picture, though, reminded me of a Christmas ritual from my childhood.

We would often be given a box of shortbread by a particular friend of my parents. The selection was always the same – very traditional – and, as we didn’t eat biscuits very often, were considered a rare treat. I was always allowed to choose, so would work my way through those available in a specific order until there was only one left.



And then I ate the dog!


3 thoughts on “And then I ate the dog. 

    1. Happy New Year, Martha. I keep promising myself a trip round the blogs, but somehow life just takes over. I hope you are well. Thanks for dropping in. You always inspire me.


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