Have been meaning to post this all day, but you know what we telephones engineers are like - busy, busy.busy , haha.
You know the phase that some dogs, and their owners, look the same. I was coming back along the Trent Bank and there was an Old Fella taking his dog for a walk along the bank top.
He was, i guess, late sixty's in age. Stooped with age. That frown worn brow that some fella's have at that age. Grey hair and grey eyebrows. A slow, plodding stride. And next to him, an old friend. A black haired pal. A dog, with the same worn face. Hair on his head streaked to grey and the same grey eye brows as his master. They walked at the same pace as each other. The same struggling stride of age, but happy to keep each other company on their daily walk.
It's surprising what you see on the way round.
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