Morning from a horrible damp and drizzly and cold North Norfolk. I wish I was Woofie's tortoise!!!
I have nightmares most nights and they are mostly all anxiety ones, some are bad dreams rather than nightmares. Then from time to time I have the horror ones too which are just appalling. I usually end up as a vampire or something equally as dreadful. I wish, in a way, that I could remember them properly and write them down and make film scripts!!
Fortunately, we don't see fireworks here at all, a few bangs in the far distance. None of us in our tiny locality have any young children these days, but even when we did, it's not the sort of place that children are out on the streets. One of the probably few benefits of living so rurally. No trick or treats either!!!
Son and his Mrs went to an organised village display last night though some miles away.
I do feel sorry for you poor Woofie. One firework night I took Meggie for a walk around F., forgetting it was firework night. She took no notice of the bangs whatsoever and even stood and watched the fireworks in the sky!!
I must get going, but I haven't got a clue what I am going to get going on!!
See you later. zx