The Guardian -
19 Sep 2026 06:00

Two women I meet on our walk are way more interested in Jean than me - and insist shell clean up if we enter her in the local dog showIts a Saturday morning and Im walking the dog on a vast bit of scrubland. The path in front of me is parched and deserted. Upahead, the dog turns the corner at a patch of brambles, and Ihear the excited voices of two women. My immediate reaction is one of alarm; I whistle, but the dog doesnt reappear. The voices rise.Only when I turn the corner myself do I see tha...
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