I was walking Beano this morning at about 8 o'clock when he decided to do a poo right beside a neighbouring boat.
Like the responsible dog owner I am, I got out a poo bag and bent down to pick it up.
As I did so someone on the boat opened their curtains, and there I was bent over with my nose about a foot from their bedroom window.
No doubt my picture will be all over Facebook soon with a caption warning people about a geriatric female peeping Tom on the Kennet & Avon.
Scrimping and saving, ranting and raving. Past retirement age.
This weeks veg box.
Another nice selection of fruit and veg for this week, I'll share it with Betty again.
6 comments:
The pooper snooper no less!
You lead such an interesting life, Hester. Never a dull moment!
Oh, the timing! At least it gives you a darned funny story to tell for the next few days!
pmsl You often make me smile. I really enjoy your blog.
I hope they were fully clothed!
Love your Towpath Tales
Thanks everyone.
Love the pooper snooper Frugal.
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