Driving Miss Daisy

We got ourselves together as early as possible and loaded the car. In addition to my usual camping paraphernalia we collected a food processor and a small dog called Daisy. Daisy was a dog rescued by S (one of P's neighbours) and was due to be taken to Massachusetts to live with one of E's neighbours. confused? you soon will be. So B (P's wife) couldn't fit Daisy into the car when she went back two weeks ago, so I offered to take her went I returned from Newfoundland. Breathe.

Daisy is a very enthusiastic dog with bags of energy so insisted on sitting on R's lap during the drive to New Brunswick, so she could look out of the window. So I'm now back at Waterborough, at the campsite owned by some friends of mine. And we're heading out to Amherst, Massachusetts tomorrow.