Beginning cycles

Had I mention, by the end of yesterday while helping out in youth group, it occurred to me it was the anniversary of Independence Day for US. Andit so happened I was wearing the only shirt Iown with an American flag - stars and stripes. What are the odds! I was slightly embarrassed, and wondered if I was offending anyone, including myself. Then it struck me how my attitude towards political correctness was an embracing one! Oh my, I'm influenced by British PCness. Anyway, who cares if I'm in Hounslow with a tribute to Americans breaking away from their Mother land - it was a coincidence after all.

The security guard at ALDI (food store) asked if I was Swiss. I thought it a bizarre question. I've had strangers ask me if I was from China or some other Asian country, but that could be expected. My facial f

eatures aren't exactly hard to recognise with East Asia. I asked him why he thought Swiss. Apparently it was due to my attire, which had a small patchwork of the Swiss logo above my chest. By the way, I do like Switzerland, of what I've seen and experienced. That's how I got the shirt, mother bought it for me.

My resident home is shared with a dog. Puppy to be more specific, she's 7 months old. Half lurcher half dalmatian.

She is a destroyer, at times. Since she has been to dog training school, her behaviour is a bit more understood. A real pack hybrid, loves to be with everyone. Her name is Freckle.

Early spring, we had to devise a temporary barrier to prevent her from destroying the vegetable patch. It was a horrendous period. She's just dig everything up, as the soil has soft and manure scented.

It stayed like this much of April and May! Using goal posts, chairs, wood planks, chilli seeds...

I had to start growing seeds in trays rather than directly in the ground.

Fortunately, Robert took me out on countryside trips - away from the dog.