Watching the Tv show about Battersea Dogs home with Paul O'Grady made me want to jump into the car and go and pick up lovely white boxer Carmine, i can understand why Paul fell in love with his, typical boxer traits and full of fun.
The horse and jockey in copper i bought Ged for his birthday was another weird sign, i did not notice the number of the jockey when i bought it and my grandad loved a gamble on the horses and the number 8 was his birthday!
I changed onto this flight so i could meet ex Bluecoats Jeannie and David Crowhurst, however i did not get to speak to them for long as we had a lady who became severely ill and took most of my time dealing with her, even assisting in the emptying of her colostomy bag. Very demanding day!
I was called from standby to position and empty aircraft to Toulouse then word Toulouse-Madrid-Toulouse then position the aircraft back to Luton then taxi home. Enroute to Toulouse we received a message to say my hours were illegal and i was to get off in Toulouse, wait 5 hours then position home. Weird long day and never saw a passenger !
My lovely friend from Caledonian who lost her boxer a year after we lost Megan has a new Boxer puppy called Dylan, isn't he just the most gorgeous thing ever. I must make an effort to go see him for the day even just for that great welcome i know i will get.
I went into the New York pet store some years ago and told them straight that keeping dogs in shop windows was cruel and would never be allowed here in the UK, the fact it was a boxer pup just angered me more and i used to spend lots of money in their on Megan but refused after this, mind you, saw worse in Hong Kong!!
Lovely Megan and mum and dads in 2002/2003 approximately, miss her so much!
The new kitchen worktops are being fitted by 2 syrian men tomorrow and if i am called out on standby while they are here, well, it will be a drama!!!
