The Vicar falls the first time


It had to happen when you spend your day looking through the lens of a camera. Just as I took this photo I stepped on something and whoops. I was distracted by the bath. Council pick-up day perhaps? Or for invisible horses? It was in this park that I saw my first Roman dog, actually a few dogs who we allowed off their leashes, despite the sign which even I could tell said this was a no-no. Still when in Rome – I would remember this propensity to ignore signs for later reference.

I thought of Duchess and hoped she was enjoying her own vacation. These dogs and their handlers (probably dog-walkers for some fabulously wealthy Duchess or barber) seemed oblivious to my presence and the park was otherwise empty. So tripping was no harm, no foul.

One comment


    Join the ‘club’ ! Hope you didn’t really bite the dust !?

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