Rose Street Artists Market.

We often walk up Brunswick Street to have a coffee.

We're on the way to Shifty Chèvre for breakfast.
This local poet sits at the corner of Rose Street and entices people to visit the Rose Street Artists Market.
Better yet, he always has a pocket full of 'Schmackos' for passing dogs.

Here you go, you two. Have a 'Schmacko'.

"Yum, yes please."
"Me too !"

 Si the DogBlogger.

A Winter walk.

Come on kiddies, I need a coffee and some breakfast.
"You mean lunch maybe, Dad ? It's almost midday."

Lunch than. Do you want bacon or don't you ?
"Bacon, definitely !"

You look lovely in your coat there, Daisy-Mae.
"Thanks Dad. It's very snug."

Don't pull faces Mr Darcy, or I'll make you wear a coat too.
"Sorry Dad. How's that bacon coming along ?"

OUR bacon will be here soon. Don't panic.
"Don't forget to share Dad. Sharing is good."

Right then, back home and off to see my mum. Everybody on the car.

Si the DogBlogger.

A new outfit for Daisy.

Come here Daisy, your mum bought you a new outfit at the market.

"Ah, am I about to become the subject of ridicule, Dad?"

Yes of course, Daisy-Mae.

"Groan, go ahead and make fun of me then."
Oh, we plan to...

Gorgeous. You look lovely.

"It feels nice Dad. It's lovely and warm."

Yes well, this will be your pajamas for winter.

"Oh jolly good then."

Just lovely.

What do you think then, Daisy ?

"Very nice Dad, thank you."

Si

Are you sure?

"Dad, can we go for a walk?"
Yes Mr Darcy. Give me a minute to change out of my work clothes.

"Really? Now?"
Yes Mr D.

"Because it's a lovely day, Dad."
Yes, I can see.

"Can you hurry up please Dad"
Yes sir, Mr D.

Come on then. I'm ready now.

Si

Yum. Bacon.

Here you go kiddies, have some of my bacon...

"Yum! Bacon!"

"Me too some bacon too!"

There's plenty to go around. I asked for an extra serve.

"Yum. Thanks Dad."

Last piece for Daisy. That's all now.

Si

Wash day. Hooray.

It's wash day for stinky children.
Everybody in the tub.

"Dad, nooooooo"

Oh yes !

"But Dad, we don't want to."

Yes well, that doesn't enter into the equation at all.

Si

Cleaning out my filing cabinet.

It's almost tax time again and it's a quiet afternoon, so it's time to clean out my filing cabinet a bit.

"I'll supervise, Dad."
Good girl Daisy-Mae, you do that.
"Zzzzzzzzzz"

 Si the DogBlogger.