I do have a new diary and calender which I am gradually filling. But I also have this:
'Phew! I am so glad that they finally opened that zip.
It smelt of unwashed PE kit in there. It is not very classy.
And I am scared of the dark.'
Yep, it is a dog lovers calender from 1960. I totally love it. I found it in a charity shop in a bundle of tatty papers and odd pages fallen out of books. It was next to a rag rug making booklet so I rescued them both and took them home. The calender is up next to my desk where I write, sew, plan, daydream. These dogs can keep me company. This is what they are thinking about.
'It is all very well you stopping for a pint in the pub
after our hard day of walking.
What about mine?
Would you be satisfied with water after the day we
Give me ale.'