Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
It’s all been very busy down at Rumpy Pumpy Towers since we last wrote. You may well wonder how this can be when His Nibs is in full lockdown mode, having turned into a total recluse since my demise. I think I’ve commented previously that having taken the lift up to the Rainbow Bridge I am rather of the opinion that I’m missing quite a horrible period in history.
One of the things The Boss has been focused on is trying to find a replacement for myself. He has some lovely friends who are trying to help. He thought he’d found a beautiful five year old lady Springer (let me tell you, she was a serious beauty & I rather hoped reincarnation would work for me) but his current owners, who are poorly and didn’t think they would be able cope as they dealt with their illness, changed their mind. His Nibs was very disappointed but he understood their reluctance to lose their furry friend.
There was also a chance of a handsome sprocker but Him Indoors decided the chap needed a bit too much training (you must remember that I was a perfect dog so he has been spoilt). So the search continues!
Big deal you say. How can that all keep the old guy busy?
It’ simple. I can tell you that as well as his dog search, I have gathered there are several specific projects rumbling along under the Festival banner.
Fairly obviously, from my special perch up here on the heavenly pavement, I must not give too much away because His Nibs is very much at the beginning of things.
It looks like he and his fellow trustee types are nearly ready to start actively creating an Arts Foundation within the Festival. It’s designed to help the community in many ways. The Boss has been working with others for some time getting it set up.
His beloved Festival have also been approached to supply ideas about how The Arts may be able to work together using St Anne’s Church as a venue for more events. Now there is an interesting idea!
After that, Festival is one of several local organisations who are committed to finding a solution for the town about ensuring the long-term future of Bewdley Museum because Wyre Forest DC say they can’t afford to keep it going as it is. Here comes my doggie view – councils are pretty crap at things (after all this lot here in Wyre Forest have limited dog walkers to only having three dogs, a crass idea as a dog I can tell you. We are sociable chaps and happiest when there are about six of us playing & walking together).
The Boss has a dream (don’t we all!!!) that links together all The Arts in the town via venue management amongst other things. In other words, an overall “umbrella” of all things Arts for the community. Seems to me that makes some sense, but we spaniels cannot get too involved. And it is quite difficult from here at rainbow bridge.
Naturally I’m trying to keep the brain working up here. It is not as easy as you may think because it is all so relaxed with all of us playing about most of the time, running through the fields and seeking out all the balls to chase. But I have been keeping my eye on the politics that are going on down with you guys. It does appear that at long last Bumbling Boris has managed to get something correct. This vaccination idea seems to have caught on and all the old folks like him (he’s not happy about being put in that group, I may as well tell you) appear to be lining up to be jabbed.
It seems that The Boss is attempting to get a grip as his lockdown continues. Fundamentally since I died, he has become a recluse as the virus continues to rage. The latest sign of his commitment to the cause of loneliness is a purchase of a pair of hair clippers. I’m quite glad I’m not there because I just know His Nibs wouldn’t have been able to resist using them on my fine coat.
He’s had a go at his head purely on the basis that now he’s a qualified hermit nobody will see him. (He seems to forget Zoom shows your picture, unlike a telephone ).
Anyway I think he should film his attempts because I rolled around the heavenly pavement barely able to stop yelping at him I was so amused. He now has a couple of good chunks missing at the back of his head, and a total lack of symmetry on his head.
In my opinion, Hm Indoors would be better off focusing on his painting rather than cutting hair. He’s done lots and lots which it appears people actually quite like. He’s had all the half decent one’s photographed in order that his pals can create a website for him. To be fair, the website won’t just be his work but other artists will have the opportunity to create their own pages within the site. I’m looking forward to being able to see it.
I’m off to chase a ball around these rolling meadows. Stay safe my lovely friends.
Woof! Woof!
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