This morning I was alarmed to find the dog had gone missing from the back garden , further investigation found him on next doors lawn eating some crusts of bread thrown out for the birds ( being a Spaniel he is convinced that he is on the point of starvation ) , I retrieved him then started to puzzle how he had got over the fence ? , it was surely to high for him to jump ?! - in fact when my wife takes him to Dog Agility training they have to lower the hurdles for him .
As I sat puzzling about this I saw him sneak off to the top of the garden , so I quietly crept up on him to find him balancing on the Sun Dial ready to repeat his jump using it as a platform to escape to food . So I thought I will have to move it further away from the fence . Now the Sun Dial has been in place for about 25 years and in that time it has grown heavier or I have grown weaker !? , it's quite a substantial piece of Limestone which came from a house we once demolished when I worked for the Council , however with a little ingenuity and quite a bit of swearing I managed to up-root it and move it to another position away from the fence . Then I had to find my compass to set the dial so that it pointed North so it would give a true time reading - well sort of - it doesn't do British Summer Time .
Having got that done I rewarded myself with tea and biscuits and a little planning for my next game .