A day of heavy rain. I’d promised to walk Rosie the cocker spaniel, but it was too wet for the woods, so I took her for a drag along the canal. Rosie does not appreciate rain. As soon as we turned for home, our roles were reversed, and she began to drag me.
We passed a chap sheltering beneath a rainbow-coloured umbrella. Even for Hebden Bridge, he looked pretty odd. Then I remembered it was the start of Hebden Bridge Pride Festival. Before I’m accused of intolerance, it wasn’t the rainbow-coloured umbrella that made him look odd, but his attire. Heaven knows, I’m no fashion guru, but I’m prepared to go out on a limb and say lederhosen is never a good look.
