Del Arun: Our Man in Arundel
Living in a village or small town has its frustrations and its rewards - often different sides of the same coin. The local newspaper has mercifully little truly bad news... but there's a letters page that's regularly full of grumbles about petty bureaucracy. Yet this week there's a 'parish pump' news story that actually answers a question of mine.
Frank, the owner the grocer’s shop, has a Newfoundland dog. B-i-i-i-g dog. (Think 'Nana' in Peter Pan). Lola - for that's her name - usually sits in the back of Frank's van outside the shop, watching the world going by and occasionally drumming up trade.
A few days ago I noticed some hand-drawn "Get Well" cards for Lola in the shop window. And now the West Sussex Gazette - an excellent newspaper (and I mean that without irony or sarcasm) - has explained why. It seems that Lola was attacked by another dog earlier in the month. Fortunately she's much better now.
I'm genuinely pleased to have the answer - especially as it’s good news.
Frank, the owner the grocer’s shop, has a Newfoundland dog. B-i-i-i-g dog. (Think 'Nana' in Peter Pan). Lola - for that's her name - usually sits in the back of Frank's van outside the shop, watching the world going by and occasionally drumming up trade.
A few days ago I noticed some hand-drawn "Get Well" cards for Lola in the shop window. And now the West Sussex Gazette - an excellent newspaper (and I mean that without irony or sarcasm) - has explained why. It seems that Lola was attacked by another dog earlier in the month. Fortunately she's much better now.
I'm genuinely pleased to have the answer - especially as it’s good news.
posted by Mark Bridge at
8:30 am
2 Comments:
Oh poor Lola, I'm glad she's getting better - I wonder what sort of dog would attack a huge Newfoundland! Probably a JRT - Westerwitch's one is often to be seen harrying our enormous Bouvier, in our case thankfully it is a most amusing sight as no harm ever issues, the Bouvier just stands there in utter amazement at the audacity of the wee one!
You're close - the newspaper said it was an English Bull Terrier (which I didn't mention because I have a soft spot for them). I used to have a Jack Russell... and quickly learned that they can't tell the difference between bravery and stupidity!
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