Last week was another week of training, but this time instead of being in Vegas-Super-Mare listening to evening entertainments - the likes of which are probably offered nowhere else on earth - at the Lauriston Hotel, I've been based back at home.
And instead of the lovely Emma, I've been being visited by the equally-lovely-but-in-a-different-way Colin. Colin has been taking me out with Rusty on route learning and training walks. Mostly from home to Cremyll, because that's pretty much my basic commuting walk. Here are we merry threesome just setting out on one of those relatively rare sunny mornings.
Just as in the first week, photos of these walks are non-existent. And for the same reasons (see post from Sunday 23rd Feb). So, just for the sake of having a bit of colour, here's another of Mrs The Millbrooker's snaps as Colin, Rusty and I set off (with our good neighbour Paul in the background).
So we've been trekking five and a half or so miles with a short coffee break at the Edgcumbe Arms almost daily; there was one exception when we drove to Cremyll, crossed on the ferry and did the route from Admiral's Hard to the railway station (the second part of my commute). And back again - so just the three miles that day.
Rusty is very happy receiving visitors and he got a visit from the only adult(ish) immediate family members who were yet to meet him when MinorEarthQwake and Betty Slob arrived for a couple of hours from their abode in the nation's capital. No that's not London.
The Cornish metropolitan couple came along complete with presents for Rusty. He very much enjoyed playing at raggy-raggy with his new white duck.
After our training-cum-route-learning trog to Cremyll on Friday it was time to do Rusty's favourite thing in the whole world. Free running. That's when he gets the chance to just "be a dog" - off the lead, sniffing and running and going utterly doolally. Especially if there are other dogs about.
The chosen venue was the Minadhu at Kingsand where we met up with our old friend Frankenkeith, he of uncountable acts of derring do. Frankenkeith has been dog sitting Lily the black Labrador and he brought her along so the two canines could run about together. And they certainly did.
Mrs The Millbrooker managed to grab a spot of video of our golden haired hero giving it welly with his new friend Lily and her looker-afterer Frankenkeith- oh, he can move when he's free running.
There we go then, I reckon that's Rusty well and truly chronicled and up to date. Time to take him out into the traditional Cornish weather (waterproofs on, then) for a good old leg stretch. Stayed tuned, more soon.
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