Diary; Things to do before I get old.

Thursday 30th May

It occurred to me as I was looking at the moon this evening, that there were still three things left on my list of Things To Do Before I Get Too Old.

1. Take up Pole Vaulting at Olympic level.

2. Go on a cruise with Cap'n Jack Sparrow and

3. Become an astronaut.

Obviously the first two are a bit unrealistic, but the third...

I asked the dogs whether they'd be up for an adventure.

"I actually think someone has to stay and oversee the well being of the dog biscuits," said Maisie in rather pinched tones. She had never been much of an explorer.

Wally had his usual 'up for anything' expression, so we decided to go tomorrow, Friday, being as it was shopping day and there'd be plenty of food to take with us.

Friday 31st May

We packed a large chocolate cake, a Quorn curry, some biscuits (human and dog) and a packet of frozen peas. If one of us bumped our head, they would come in useful: if we ran out of food, we could eat them. If we got bored, we could play a variation of Tiddlywinks.

This morning we hauled the rocket out of our shed and dusted it down. It had fallen out of the sky last summer and we hadn't yet found a use for it. Now was it's moment to shine, although not literally as it was quite mucky.

I climbed up into the cockpit and Wally peered out of the window.

"Stand back Maisie, you might get your earfluff singed," he wuffed.

To be continued....