Tim Dowling: I went out to walk the dog and came home a hero

My wife asked me to do the afternoon dog walk. I begrudgingly acquiesced, with no idea of the drama that lay ahead

It is a bleak and featureless afternoon; the bottom of the year’s trough. I don’t want to do anything except look out the window and complain.

“Horrible,” I say.

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