Last night I was racing around town on a huge Harley Davidson chopper, cruising down the high street, racing along the coast road, the wind in my hair. Born to be Wild! HA!
Then I looked down and saw that I wasn't actually sitting on a Harley. I was sitting on Custard, my dog.
Is it time for that padded cell, I wonder?
Tomorrow I am going for a walk in the country with some of the tutors and the new students - hope the weather is good - if so I will post some photos. Should be good.