A little blue sky would be welcome and cheery. We’ve been wrapped in grey for days and days.
Sledge tracks, top field.
Over the weekend I’ve had a very cathartic time clearing out the barn (well part of it) ferrying a load of ‘stuff’ to the recycling centre ( the destination formerly know as the tip) It was a simple pleasure.
Spud seems fully recovered from his operation, it’s been nigh on impossible to keep him calm. He was ecstatic to be visiting the vets this morning, for his check- up, I almost lost hold of him as I opened the car, not that he would have run off anywhere other than straight in to the vets. As the vet observed ‘He obviously has no recollection of what happened to him last week.’ I can’t start to tell you what a relief it is to have a dog that wants to kiss the vet and not savage the vet. we went straight to the pet shop afterwards for a reward.