Cellardyke
Friday came quickly, I knew we were going on adventures because dad was was going to and fro to Betsy. The big giveaway is when my cushion vanishes from couch. Sure enough when mum came home we bundled into Betsy and were off. Betsy knew where she was going and before long we were in the Kingdom of Fife camped up looking over to the Isle of May.
Dad spent ages trying to get TV to work. Over and over, pointing aerial here and aerial there, nothing. He even tried moving Betsy forward …..Nothing. Never mind dad we have got DVDs.
Next day it was dry so we were off into town, Dad was so sure the sky would cry I had to ware my coat. Not remember last weekend dad? To get there we had to come down the hill from the camp
At the bottom of the hill was a great place to play ball and no cars! We played all the way to the start of the village. Mum and Dad had faith in me and never put me on leash. Mum went looking for a fishmonger, we found it but couldn’t be bothered waiting. Well if we bought anything we would have to cart it about all day.
Soon we were in the harbour, not much happening this morning.
Never mind the cobles are always good to run across, the last time I was here all the peoplsees had put their washing out to dry. Mmmm no washings, The peoplsees here must agree with dad I need a coat.
At the end of the harbour the smells were not as fresh as summer, even the string smell boxes were faint, not worth a snifter.
Let’s go further, we can go down George Street to Anstruther.
Half way down we found an ally that took us to the sea, come on Mum lets investigate. Sure enough lots of rocks to climb on. Careful Mum you nearly slipped there.
It was a nice wee diversion but we have exploring to do. Along the road a peoplesee had left a bike against a house. Dad look it’s not even chained to lamppost.
As we left Cellardyke mum put leash on me because of the fast cars. It was not for long though because we were straight on the beach. Mmm Ball, Ball, BALL.
When we were on the beach lots of peoplesees had a big row boat. They pushed it into the water then jumped in and rowed away, Dad why so many peoplesees get in one boat? Nothing left to see lets go.
We walked through town mum went into some shops, bad shops that don’t let poppys in so me and dad had to wait outside. Dad was telling me about a princess who was sleeping here in Anstruther Wester Church. She was a Chiefess of the Haapiti peoplesees in a place called French Polynesia on the other side of the world. Mmmmm Princesses in Anstruther? Dad your pulling my paw. Well suppose we might as well go look.
Don’t know about princesses but I love playing ball here
the grass here is perfect for ball
Can we play here forever dad?
the grass is even good for chinsees, look dad this place even has places to sit. Why does it say sit doon and ca canny? I’m ok with the sit doon bit dad, but why have we to go warily?? Nay danger here dad.
I could have staid here forever but we had to go back to Betsy. On the way back we explored the harbour. At the harbour a nasty border terrier wanted to have a go, ha, he was not expecting my bestis growls and snarls! Tail between legs wee man!
Excitement over we plodded back to Cellardyke. Stange peoplesees passed us with no shoes on and were dripping wet. Dad they haven’t been swimming? have they? Mad. At the end of the village nice smells were coming from silver caravan. We went to investigate, mum and dad bought creps from the van peoplesees, suddenly the mist started to fall in my head and body…..POPPY TORNADO!!!! Full pelt, round and round and round I ran and ran and ran, jump up on bench and offski again run, run, run, round and round and round and stop. Poppy tornados sure takes it out of you.
