The Sprightly Dugong: December 2017

Monday, December 11, 2017

Loughborough in Snow

The first snows of the winter came early this year. Gemma and I went for a frolic down to the Swan Pond.

Our backyard under snow.

Our front flower patch.

Much to my surprise the ducks and swans were still in the pond. Pop culture has tught me that birds flew south for the winter; I guess this does not refer to water fowl.

Swans were as intrigued as we were

There was a pretty big difference in quality between Gemma and mine's phone camera. I'll let you pick which was which.

The canal by the north fields.

Traffic lights lightly dusted

I took a photo of the swan pond from the bridge not realising that mum had taken the exact same photo 18 months ago.

Swan Pond under snow

This time wearing its spring best

One Happy Gatty after a frolic in the snow (and a self induced snow flurry).

I'm sooooo excited!!!

A short interlude to the Cornwall Challenge

So, a new day dawned and here I was in Tintagel after two gruelling days of cycling. My eyes cracked open and I my ears ears were greeted with the howling Cornish winds. Despite the early morning my intellect kicked into gear and I immediately realised I was faced with two mutually exclusive prospects:

1. Battle the hills and wind in an early morning epic duel of man and mechanical machine Vs the elements as I succeed strived to maintain my strict structure and schedule.

2. Yawn, rollover, sleep. If I wait it out the hills and wind will be someone else's problem (also known as fuck the future self philosophy; popularised by the great philosopher Seinfeld and renamed by the even greater Joel Hallinan).

I will not tell you which I chose, but instead, I will let you, our intrepid reader, deduce for yourself the decision I took based on the clues below!