Jonathan: Just as a drop of water will wear away a stone, Denise has over the past few months been dropping regular hints about greyhounds. D: Wouldn’t it be lovely … ? D [a few mintues later, pointing at website photo]: Look – Isn’t he cute …?! J: Hmmm. D: You’re not even looking! J: Hmmph! You know the sort of thing. Well the stone must have got so thin you could see through it, because this morning I gave way to the inevitable and said okay, in principle – you can look into it.
By this afternoon we were already down to names and possible dates. ‘Gary’ has been cat-tested and is considered ‘safe’ (safe that is for the dog, a cornered cat is easily a match for a gentle, slow-brained if quick-limbed greyhound); possible never been raced (so how come, I ask fatuously, he’s with the Retired Greyhound Trust) and so less likely to suffer arthritis.
Denise: Anyway we first have to be vetted as suitable adopters, and Gary might have been snatched away by someone else by the time we get to the point. But, for the record here’s a photo of the cute Garry the Greyhound.
Jonathan: Retired greyhounds for adoption are shown a cat to see their reaction, and determine what kind of a adoptive household would be suitable. Apparently they may also undergo chicken testing, but that might be just to find out whether they are fussy eaters ;~)
Denise: Buffy is a super-mum! Yesterday, I added to her own clutch of recently hatched chicks all those just hatched from an incubator – last night she managed to shelter 20 chicks, most less than a day old, under her voluminous skirts (Buff Orpingtons have feathering like crinolines!) and this morning they were all present and correct. What a marvellous mother she is! Today the chicks have been out in the run with her, some even climbing up and riding around on her back! For visitors to the Big Garden, it’s been quite a circus show: if I get round to taking a photo, I’ll add it in later. [Later: photo added – J]
Jonathan: Working at Mouchel office in Chelmsford today – very near the station. Took 80mins to travel 40miles there and another 30mins finding somewhere to park. Carrying out an independent check of major changes to a new road already under construction. The scheme is the extension of a Roscommon Way in Canvey Island, from the roundabout by Morrisons to industrial and housing areas close to the Thames shore. It was designed as a dual carriageway, but due to spending cuts it is being reduced to a single carriageway. Over 32 years in this business I’ve worked on lots of ‘dualling’ schemes: but ‘singling’ a road is a first for me! Original design was done well: the singling in a hurry, and it shows. I never like doing independent design checks: all the fundamental problems are always ignored, usually just a few of the relatively superficial errors are sorted out, and even that’s done grudgingly.
For all that Essex is a wealthy county and Chelmsford the county town, it seems to me a worn-out, dirty place. But the tiny CofE Cathedral has lovely grounds, and I enjoyed my lunch sitting on a bench in the September sunshine, watching the world go by. It was striking what a high proportion of people seemed to be young women: and striking also how most of them seemed to either be footballers’ wives – or wannabe footballers’ wives! Back at the office I mentioned this: Essex Girls, apparently, are in a class of their own.
To be honest, my day in Chelmsford left me more depressed than I’ve been for a while about the dreary shallowness of modern life. I cannot for the life of me think what I would do with myself if I had to live here in Chelmsford.