A Dog & A Stick (or two, or three…)

Rocco seems to be getting livelier these days – I’m sure we’re walking him as much (how is one expected to wear out a young labrador with one walk a day?) and if possible, seems to like sticks even more.

He can often be difficult to photograph as he’s always moving, but he finally stood still for long enough here:

As I’m sure everyone else is finding, it’s quite surreal to walk around a town with virtual no traffic or aircraft noise, and very few people around.

Propagator Divider

I was just about to plant some seeds in the electric propagator for next year’s chilli plants, and it was suggested that it would be better to divide the tray up.

So after a bit of measurement and design later, I set the 3D printer going. It took a while, but used surprisingly little plastic:

Hopefully, this will help stop the roots getting entangled.

Now just need to print two more for the other trays!

Rocco Update

After a day of relative rest, Rocco’s leg is much better today, and we took him for a gentle walk this morning.

He happily ran around as usual, so it looks like everything is OK now. But it will be shorter walks for a day or two…

Rocco damages his foot

Rocco was limping a little bit on the walk back yesterday – a quick look didn’t find the usual thorn or glass cut.

However, this morning, he was reluctant to put any weight on this foot, so it was off to the vet…

It looks like he has sprained one of his ‘toes’, so is on anti-inflammatory medicine and rest for a few days.

Which somewhat limits our plans for the weekend.

But he seems to be improving, so we’ll see what happens tomorrow.


We had a nice steak and chips in the Pilot last night – timed it just right so that we walked there in the dry, it rained while we were in the pub, then walked back in the dry…

The forecast today wasn’t too inspiring, with rain scheduled for lunchtime, so we walked along the canal to Gloucester.

On the way, we crossed the Severn to Alney Island, but many of the paths were flooded and muddy from the recent rain, so we headed back into Gloucester.

First stop was The Fountain, a lovely ‘Country Pub’ in the middle of the town. Then to the Turk’s Head, a recently opened Micro Pub. Then finally back to the Gloucester Brewery pub in the docks.

The dogs were quite bored by this time, but still well behaved (especially with a treat in the offering)

Then back along the canal to home.


We’ve been looking after an elderly Labrador this week as a favour to a fellow ‘fosterer’

She is 11 years old, and despite being rather overweight, surprisingly sprightly – though she wouldn’t be able to keep up with Rocco and I on a long, fast walk!

She is a lovely friendly dog, and little trouble to look after. And is the first dog I’ve looked after that actually walks to heel – maybe I do need to do a bit more training with Rocco…

Chessington Walk

It was a nice day today and I thought it was time to get Rocco used to trains again, so we went to Chessington. This involved two trains (changing at Waterloo) but no underground (we’ll save that for later).

The train was quite crowded on the way up to London, but Rocco seemed to impress (almost) everyone – I can’t recall a time when I’ve talked to so many different people on a commuter train!

We shared the lift at Waterloo with grandparents and a child in a pushchair. Luckily, they liked dogs so Rocco got even more attention.

The train to Chessington South was very quiet and eventful.

We only had to walk about 100 yards from the station until we were on footpaths:

And soon, we were in countryside:

We had to struggle to get through some fields with horses a bit further on – unfortunately Rocco started barking at them which didn’t help:

Finally, we reached Horton Country Park – not the most interesting in the world, but covered a large area.

All too soon, it was time to take another footpath back to the station:

and the trains home:

A nice day out, and we’re both exhausted!


We had a mainly uneventful journey to Paris via Lauterbrunnen, Interlaken and Basel.

The only eventful part was ending up in the 1st Class carriage and having to walk down the train just as it was leaving!

Paris is hot, but the traffic was quiet enough that we had enough time for a beer before our train.