A quiet afternoon, drinking beer (not me - Dad!), reading the Sunday papers
and waiting in the sunshine for the forecast rain and thunder to arrive (LOL looks like
they got it wrong, now there's a surprise eh friends).

We've all been thinking and worrying a lot about the impact of Hurricane
Katrina this weekend, especially about acquaintances over there and the poor people
we've seen on the news. For us it's easy, we can switch the telly off when we find
the news reports too grim. People and dogs who live in New Orleans can't do that.
For them the horror is immediate and real.

For us it's still difficult to comprehend
and visualise. We saw one man on the telly who refused to evacuate his house
because he couldn't take his dog with him. They both stayed at home but came
through the hurricane safely and left together afterwards. Now that's the sort of
survival story I like. Dad says he hopes help reaches everyone who needs it very, very, VERY soon!

Dad: our thoughts are particularly with:
Gayle, who has been kind enough to keep us informed even when she has so
much on her plate - http://www.pbase.com/gpc
And Coleen, whose pride in and affection for her home area shone through in every
photograph, and I am quite sure WILL again - http://www.pbase.com/septembermorn