Last night, walking past the Trinity, a lady talking two Whippets passed me. I told her seeing Whippets always makes me think of my Nana and my Mum and "Sandy", our Whippet, though he was really Nana's.
We had to put him to sleep just before I left England in October, 1978. I came home one arvo to see Nana sitting with Mum on the settee together.
'I've lost my pal,' she said.
They are all gone now. Does that sound maudlin? I have only had two schooners of Coopers since 7 30 & it is 00.10 now. One in the Strawberry Hills and one in the Royal Exhibition
Time to go home!
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