Home is where the dog is…

What do you love about where you live?

Chelsea, London. How I loved living in the city.  Absolutely loved it!. And on a day like today, I’d enjoy being back there.

Funny old day Sunday. Maybe a feeling left over from childhood, I don’t know. That grey day.

In the capital, it’s the vibrancy that energy. Just try and keep me away from the National Portrait Gallery, or one of those fabulous eateries hidden down a mostly forgotten street.

It’s fair to say I’ve sailed a bit close to the wind at times, but I also know what it is like to enjoy turning left at the door of a plane.

Today, we went out early. Not a cloud in the sky. There was a very tiny nip in the air, which was exciting. The roads were mostly empty. It was quiet and  still – except of course, there will always be someone or something going about their lives. Patch was up for a good walk. As usual, I let him him take the lead 😆 and we stayed out for some time. So peaceful, just us together sharing the moment.

My neighbourhood is the best place ever for dog walking, so much choice. As I said, I leave that choice to Himself.