Yesterday we visited our son who is busy doing up his large Georgian house. We were in the kitchen admiring his plumbing work when I realised that Duncan the terrier was missing. I went in search and in the sitting room he gaily pranced towards me wagging his tale with something in his mouth.
I nearly passed out it was THE TORTOISE - Duncan willingly gave it to me obviously thinking he had been totally brilliant.
Vet bill - £130!!! Plus my sons time as he was trying to get things done before the kitchen was delivered today.
I shall keep a low profile for a few weeks I think.
Sunday still feels different. Does anyone else notice that?
Words you don’t often see now.
Venezuela earthquakes, is £2million all the UK can afford to send for the relief effort?
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