On the way home from our walk this morning I could smell something which reminded me of those pine scented air freshners. I thought it was my little girl dog because even though we gave her a bath yesterday, and she was beautifully white she had a good roll in something. Anyway, this smell was really strong, and it was still puzzling me until I sat down to read a book. I ran my fingers through my fringe, and there was all this sticky stuff. Where I had walked under all the pine trees this morning some of their sap must have fallen on my head. ewww. It took two attempts with some shampoo to wash out the goo - I'm not impressed. Mum says there are worst things to smell of.
She has a point.
