Ozone and testosterone

Posted on 7th November, 2011

Sunday October 23, 2011

 

 

Well, I don't know what was in that

injection or those tablets but I'm feeling great! Helped no doubt by a healthy dose

of sea air and sand. I've had a great time walking along beautiful beaches and meeting all kinds of dogs in Padstow.

 

Who'd have thought that one person

we met in 'Padstein' was a Golden

Retriever fan, owner, judge and

breeder and even knew Rachel, our alma mater.

 

And one of their dogs is related to us, apparently. They admired SB

so they must have been a tad shortsighted but nonetheless we went out with

them one evening and met their dogs - Callum and Harvey.

 

It must have been a sight for sore eyes - four Golden Retrievers in the

restaurant at the Port William pub, perched on a stunning clifftop above

crashing waves at Trebarwith Strand near Tintagel.

 

Despite all that combined ozone and testosterone (for the moment at least...

sob), Callum and I crashed out next to each other, united in golden oldie

heaven while SB tried to play the big boy by grumbling at Harvey under the

table. What a wuss!

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