{"id":1068,"date":"2018-03-07T00:01:50","date_gmt":"2018-03-06T13:01:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/?p=1068"},"modified":"2018-03-08T09:28:05","modified_gmt":"2018-03-07T22:28:05","slug":"day-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/day-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 6"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[et_pb_section bb_built=&#8221;1&#8243; admin_label=&#8221;section&#8221;][et_pb_row background_position=&#8221;top_left&#8221; background_repeat=&#8221;repeat&#8221; background_size=&#8221;initial&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;1_3&#8243;][et_pb_text admin_label=&#8221;Distances etc&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;3.0.63&#8243; background_layout=&#8221;light&#8221; text_orientation=&#8221;left&#8221; border_style=&#8221;solid&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p><strong>From: <\/strong>Newquay to Porthcothan<br \/>\n<strong>Distance: <\/strong>11.5m \/ 18.4km<br \/>\n<strong>Cumulated distance: <\/strong>74.7m \/ 120km<strong><br \/>\nPercentage Completed: <\/strong>7.27<\/p>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][et_pb_sidebar admin_label=&#8221;Subscribe&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;3.0.63&#8243; area=&#8221;et_pb_widget_area_1&#8243; orientation=&#8221;left&#8221; background_layout=&#8221;light&#8221; saved_tabs=&#8221;all&#8221; global_module=&#8221;1260&#8243; \/][et_pb_code _builder_version=&#8221;3.0.63&#8243;]&lt;iframe src=&#8221;https:\/\/www.google.com\/maps\/d\/embed?mid=1rGYTz7H&#8211;iXw2LOgeAu3wbvP6Fw&#8221; width=&#8221;372&#8243; height=&#8221;800&#8243;&gt;&lt;\/iframe&gt;[\/et_pb_code][et_pb_image admin_label=&#8221;Donate to Black Dog Institute&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/testform1234.gofundraise.com.au\/Upload\/385023\/images\/Donate%20to%20Black%20Dog%20Institute.jpg&#8221; show_in_lightbox=&#8221;off&#8221; url=&#8221;http:\/\/walkingtheblackdog.gofundraise.com.au\/&#8221; url_new_window=&#8221;on&#8221; use_overlay=&#8221;off&#8221; sticky=&#8221;off&#8221; align=&#8221;left&#8221; force_fullwidth=&#8221;off&#8221; always_center_on_mobile=&#8221;on&#8221; border_style=&#8221;solid&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;3.0.63&#8243; \/][et_pb_image admin_label=&#8221;Donate to Sane&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/testform1234.gofundraise.com.au\/Upload\/385023\/images\/Donate%20to%20SANE%20UK.jpg&#8221; show_in_lightbox=&#8221;off&#8221; url=&#8221;https:\/\/www.justgiving.com\/fundraising\/walkingtheblackdog&#8221; url_new_window=&#8221;on&#8221; use_overlay=&#8221;off&#8221; sticky=&#8221;off&#8221; align=&#8221;left&#8221; force_fullwidth=&#8221;off&#8221; always_center_on_mobile=&#8221;on&#8221; border_style=&#8221;solid&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;3.0.63&#8243; \/][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=&#8221;2_3&#8243;][et_pb_text admin_label=&#8221;Add text + images&#8221; background_position=&#8221;top_left&#8221; background_repeat=&#8221;repeat&#8221; background_size=&#8221;initial&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;3.0.63&#8243; background_layout=&#8221;light&#8221; text_orientation=&#8221;left&#8221; border_style=&#8221;solid&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1073 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_6974.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_6974.jpg 640w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_6974-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_6974-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_6974-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The other day I learnt about contours. Today&#8217;s lesson was in tides. There are high ones and low ones. And bridges which take you across estuaries in low tides don&#8217;t do the same when it&#8217;s high tide ..<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2517\" style=\"width: 490px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2517\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2517\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9596.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9596.jpg 480w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9596-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2517\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Low tide bridge at high tide in Crantock<\/p><\/div>\n<p>This rather fundamental confusion meant a detour of 3 miles, around The Gannel Estuary until we found the high tide bridge.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2519\" style=\"width: 625px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2519\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2519\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9602.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"615\" height=\"462\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9602.jpg 615w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9602-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9602-600x451.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9602-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 615px) 100vw, 615px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2519\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Eventually .. the bridge!<\/p><\/div>\n<p>There was a lot of mud and water to challenge us along the way but we also found a swing in the woods which was a lot of fun.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2518\" style=\"width: 650px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2518\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2518\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9579.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9579.jpg 640w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9579-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9579-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9579-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2518\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Swing diversion<\/p><\/div>\n<p>My friend Liz joined me today for the walk to Porthcothan. It was great to have company and someone to help me forge a path through the mud and streams, when the way-marking was difficult to find.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2526\" style=\"width: 650px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2526\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2526\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9589.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9589.jpg 640w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9589-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9589-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9589-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2526\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Crossing the ford<\/p><\/div>\n<p>We made our way through the outskirts of Newquay, grabbed a coffee and rejoined the Coastal Path just after the little beach of Lusty Glaze. Yes, you read that correctly and here&#8217;s a photo to prove I&#8217;m not making it up ..<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2527\" style=\"width: 538px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2527\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2527\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9607-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"528\" height=\"445\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9607-1.jpg 528w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9607-1-300x253.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 528px) 100vw, 528px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2527\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Beach apartments at Lusty Glaze<\/p><\/div>\n<p>After walking past Whipsiderry Beach and Fruitful Cove we came to Watergate Bay.\u00a0 I have very fond memories of Watergate Bay and its long sandy beach. It\u2019s a surfers\u2019 beach these days but as I was growing up, we loved just racing to the shore and jumping over the massive, crashing waves. They were wonderful too for filling up the moats of our patiently built sandcastles. It reminds me of later in my life when our boy was taught by his godfather and his sister to build Frenchmen traps on beaches. Not as innocent as my sandcastles, these consisted of concealed trenches created beneath the surface of the beach .. built solely with the intent of causing unsuspecting passersby to sink suddenly into the unseen hole! Looking down on the beach from the south end, it was every bit as beautiful as I remembered.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2528\" style=\"width: 639px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2528\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2528\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9620.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"629\" height=\"472\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9620.jpg 629w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9620-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9620-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9620-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 629px) 100vw, 629px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2528\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Watergate Bay<\/p><\/div>\n<p>We had a tentative plan to stop at the cafe on the beach to grab a sandwich around midday. One thing turned into another and we ended up having lunch instead at Jamie Oliver&#8217;s original Fifteen restaurant .. and instead of my normal glass of water, a couple of glasses of wine too! (The same thing happened last time I walked with Liz, along the Thames .. so I&#8217;m totally blaming her for this lingering diversion!) Of course it was utterly delicious and the views from the window were dramatic, with white fluffy clouds in an azure sky being chased by steely grey storm clouds and brave hardy kite surfers. And many, many happy dogs chasing sticks and balls.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2525\" style=\"width: 490px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2525\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2525\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9683.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9683.jpg 480w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9683-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2525\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Unexpected (long) lunch at Jamie&#8217;s<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2524\" style=\"width: 643px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2524\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2524\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9677.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"633\" height=\"475\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9677.jpg 633w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9677-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9677-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9677-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 633px) 100vw, 633px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2524\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Kite surfer at Watergate<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2529\" style=\"width: 650px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2529\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2529\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9684.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9684.jpg 640w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9684-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9684-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9684-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2529\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Packing up the kite<\/p><\/div>\n<p>On the adjacent table to us were a mum and dad with their two toddlers. They were impeccably behaved, the children that is, and we struck up a conversation with them later, as we were putting on our coats. We started a silly game about ears and eyes and fingers and toes. The conversation went like this ..<\/p>\n<p>Me: How many eyes do you have?<\/p>\n<p>Adorable little boy: Two!<\/p>\n<p>Me: And what do you use them for?<\/p>\n<p>Adorable little boy: To see with!<\/p>\n<p>Me: How many noses do you have?<\/p>\n<p>Adorable little boy: One!<\/p>\n<p>Me: And what do you use it for?<\/p>\n<p>Adorable little boy: For picking!<\/p>\n<p>Out of the mouth of babes.<\/p>\n<p>With our wet weather gear back on we went out into the rain. It was one of those sorts of days .. rain then sun; sun then rain. We consulted the map. Almost as common as the word \u2018shaft\u2019 scattered along the map of the coast, is the word \u2018tumulus\u2019, written in oldy worldy script with seraphs. There were a good number of them today along the Path. Turns out it\u2019s the word for \u2018ancient burial mound\u2019. Clearly people liked to be buried in places where they would have a good view in the afterlife, as many tumuli are located on headlands and cliffs, overlooking the ocean. I find it a bizarre notion that IF there is an afterlife, that you would stay lying in your tomb, even if the view is good. Wouldn\u2019t you want to get up and go do things? Makes no sense to me.<\/p>\n<p>With the alternating rain and sun during the day we saw no less than five rainbows. Just beautiful. And with the combination of rain and sun breaking through the clouds there were some fabulous views.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2530\" style=\"width: 650px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2530\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2530\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9692.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9692.jpg 640w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9692-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9692-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9692-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2530\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Weird and wonderful weather<\/p><\/div>\n<p>There were none of the steep, uneven steps of previous days along the path and it was a joy to be able to crank up the pace and cover the miles quickly.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2532\" style=\"width: 650px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2532\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2532\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9709.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9709.jpg 640w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9709-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9709-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9709-510x382.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2532\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Path not far from Saint Eval<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2531\" style=\"width: 490px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2531\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2531\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9702.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9702.jpg 480w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9702-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2531\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">South West Coast Path close to Mawgan Porth<\/p><\/div>\n<p>The views remained spectacular.\u00a0\u00a0<span class=\"s1\">The colossal, pointed stacks marching across the beach at Bedruthan Steps were, according to legend, stepping stones for the Giant Bedruthan.\u00a0 With all the caves among the granite on the shore it was easy to imagine smugglers hiding away their booty. It&#8217;s a magical landscape.<\/span><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2533\" style=\"width: 490px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2533\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2533\" src=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9710.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9710.jpg 480w, https:\/\/julesforth.com\/walkingtheblackdog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_9710-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2533\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Bedruthan Steps<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Last beach of the day is Porthcothan. It&#8217;s another dog-friendly beach and was used in Poldark as Nampara Land. Anyone who knows me will be aware of how much I adore dogs, especially black labradors, in fact any labradors and actually most dogs. But particularly black labradors. Especially those called Chuckles. And so there\u2019s a bit of a conundrum for me (and others), as to why Churchill famously chose the term \u2018black dog\u2019 to refer to his depression. He wasn\u2019t the first to use it either. Samuel Johnson, the English author wrote in 1783: \u2018When I rise my breakfast is solitary, the black dog waits to share it, from breakfast to dinner he continues barking\u2019. Johnson also used the term when writing to the diarist Boswell, \u2018What will you do to keep away the black dog that worries you at home?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Being so comforted by Chuckles when I had my own dark days, I felt compelled to find out more. Was it just the presence of a loyal black dog, always at your side, always \u2018dogging\u2019 you that led Johnson and Churchill to malign all black dogs and for the term to become synonymous with depression?<\/p>\n<p>Well, it turns out you could write a thesis about it. I\u2019ll spare you the unbelievable detail and just give you the bare bones. Folklore in Britain is riddled with stories about black dogs, almost always appearing as nocturnal apparitions and strongly associated with the devil. Seeing the black dog was a serious warning that death was about to strike, especially if he appeared to you at crossroads, places of execution or ancient pathways (yikes!!). Around the UK names for the black dog are fabulously expressive: Hairy Jack, Shriker, Churchyard Beast, Shug Monkey, Galleytrot, Swooning Shadow, Bogey Beast and (take note HP fans), Padfoot and Grim. Every single county in England, bar Middlesex and Rutland, have reports of black dogs in their history. The most famous has to be Arthur Conan Doyle\u2019s \u2018Hound of the Baskervilles\u2019. And the vast majority are malevolent harbingers of impending doom. No wonder they were thought appropriate as metaphors for clinging melancholia.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m thrilled to find out though, that there are a few benevolent black dogs. As I walk across Somerset and the Quantock Hills for instance, I can apparently look forward to meeting the \u2018Gurt Dog\u2019, who will protect and guide me as a lone traveller. I guess it means that I will have to continue to view the black dog with a strong dose of irony\u00a0 \u2026 benign and malevolent in equal measures.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>Black Dog Tails<\/strong><br \/>\n<span class=\"s1\">Chuckles. 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