A little story for you.
I watched these buskers while sitting
outside The Two Lifeboats in Sheringham at lunchtime. As they played the
first few bars of Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" a man walked past
with his Westie.
The Westie stopped for a few seconds and looked
straight at me. It was a look I'd seen countless times over the years,
and as the song continued I couldn't help but think of my old friend
Snowy.
Still miss you lots wee Beastie.
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