In the footsteps of Little Bo-Peep

It has rained non-stop all day -and we've done nothing all day.

Our friends left at 11 o'clock this morning after breakfast - in a downpour and it hasn't stopped.

So far the highlight of the day was chasing sheep around the garden in our PJ's at 7.30 in the pouring rain.

Picture the scene.

BB gets up to feed His Majesty. She sees a bunch of sheep in the garden, baa-ing and shitting all over the place, rushes out followed by a howling dog. They both chase the dumb beasts and their dumb offspring around and around, meanwhile my Saturday morning snooze-a-thon is fatally disturbed. I rush down and join the fray.

Dignity, is not an appropriate word for the shenanigans that followed.

It took an hour of slipping, sliding, shouting and cursing to get a sheep free garden and can I remind you we were still in our pyjamas, while our chums slept the sleep of the innocent and missed the whole fracas.

The rest of the day went steadily downhill - reading, mooching around and snoozing.