Well, kiss me quick and roll my trousers up to my knees, I’m going for a paddle.
Me, Douggie the doggie and Boofuls went to sunny St Anne’s today to go for a stroll along the prom prom prom where the brass band played; tiddly om pom pom – except that we didn’t and neither did they.
Instead we went to a brilliant cafe; the Pier Cafe, that advertised itself as dog friendly. Got to be worth a look. I sincerely hoped that meant we could take the dog inside and not just be relegated to the outside tables, I was freezing. So, did I say the the sign said dog friendly?
Dog obsessed it should have said. What an amazing welcome, it was lovely.
All the staff were called from behind the counter to come and admire Douggie then we were shown to the best (inside) table in the house. Yay!
A bowl of water was brought immediately to our table and a sausage was offered for Douggie the doggie’s culinary delectation. We, the humans had to wait to be served while the dog was fawned over for a good ten minutes. Not that he enjoyed the attention or anything, you understand. Pppsssht!!!
That dog certainly knows how to turn on the charm and have the ladies (and a few men) swooning. All he has to do is turn those limpid, dark brown, triangular eyes on a person and they’re putty in his paws. Two more people joined the mile long queue for ownership of the dog if we ever get fed up of him (not likely).
After a very delicious and nutritious lunch of fish, chips and mushy peas……What?
No, of course we couldn’t have anything else a bit classier, we were at the seaside, fish and chips is mandatory. Almost the law in fact – along with kiss me quick hats, candy floss and those doughnuts that smell gorgeous but taste awful. There’s no finesse in a Lancashire seaside town, even if it is St Annes which admittedly is a lot more poshe than Blackpool which has become a proper den of iniquity in recent years.
Anyway, I digress. As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. After our lunch of fish, chips and mushy peas, we made our way onto a sunny, windy and freezing cold beach. It was certainly bracing. The tide was well out and Douggie had miles and miles of sand to run, hop, skip, dig and roll around on. He loved it, as did we.
It was a lovely afternoon. Just what we needed to blow a few cobwebs away.