... I would have cried so much I'd have crashed in to the bottom of the hill this morning. I just saw a hard looking man, in a hoodie with a foot high little dog carrying a frisbee in its mouth. The dog was obviously to in love with his frisbee, and excited to play it he just had to carry it himself.
Normally its adverts that bring a tear to my eye, or when pregnant obviously anything horrible to do with children. But this Knight of Warrior Square* was clearly of the golden hearted variety. (*Hoodies from Hastings shopping centre- coined by a friend - nb. contact me if you want to me named!)
edit: sorry to those who can't understand this post, think it means you are not ever a hormonal woman. It makes sense to me, honest.