In search of Murph
Remember the good old days when you used to visit to see my latest photographs rather than to follow my oh-so-boring Quest For Lurve? Well, those days have returned!
After this morning’s excitement, I picked up my camera and headed off in search of Norfolk’s premier canine blogger in the nearby village of Wibbly.
Well, not really. I was really returning to Wibbly church where I’d found last year’s snowdrops. They’re out again this year although it’ll be a few more days before they’re at their best, I suspect.
I was partly surprised to see conkers (horse chestnuts to non-Brits) lying in amongst them, though - proof (if it were needed) that the world’s gone mad.
I did keep an eye out for hounds and did see one which resembled Oz, albeit driving past in a car. A Wibblyite also gave me a long stare as I was leaving. Was this the infamous Mr P? Maybe Murph will confirm this one way or the other.
If, on the other hand you visit to follow my exciting Quest For Lurve then I hope you’ll forgive this interruption.
January 27th, 2007 at 4:56 pm
Ah, Lionel! Very nice Wibblypics, particularly the snowdrop shot. Canons to the left of them, Canons to the right of them.
I don’t think you saw the genuine article today as we went to Lopham Fen & Diss this morning - nice weather though. It must have been one of the other Wibbly Wobbly sorts you saw, but the staring at strangers is defo his MO.
Good luck and hope you enjoy date tomorrow. We will all be sitting in the snug corner so will give you a wave. 11am you say?
Lionel: Yes, I did say 11am (and this may or may not be accurate), but the only description of the location I gave was “a hostelry near Ganglion Square”. If you can work out which one that is - let’s face it, there are many, many hostelries near Ganglion Square, especially as you may not agree with my definition of “near” - then I look forward to seeing you. In fact, if you see me rubbing my nose while blinking three times, please rescue me.
January 27th, 2007 at 6:44 pm
OK. I’ll rush over and pretend to be alerting you to the fate of some children trapped in an old mine shaft in the hills to the North of Norwhag. You take my cue and follow me out the door - we’ll meet up later in the sophisticated surroundings of QD stores.
Lionel: Good plan. Only trouble is, Match Girl III is a (student) nurse and will probably follow to administer first aid.
January 28th, 2007 at 11:57 am
We’ve mustered 45 people for the coach. It’s the Maid’s Head, right?
Damn…it’s too late!
Lionel: If it’s any consolation, it wasn’t the Maid’s Head.