My daemon

Readers of Phillip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy (the first part filmed as The Golden Compass) will know what I mean when I say Minnie is like my daemon. She follows me around the house, sits on my lap while I use the computer, guards me from the temptation to stroke one of the other dogs (they get a severe growling-at) and sleeps by my feet at night. She is now sitting in my suitcase watching reproachfully while I try to pack for tomorrow's departure for our Summer holiday in Spain, just me, #2 son and #2 daughter, no dogs.

The separation will be tough on both sides.

Will try to continue blipping, Telefonica permitting, but please accept my apologies if comments are fewer than normal. I'll still be looking at all your wonderful journals.

Hasta luego, amigos y amigas...