Wot?

Guilty much? This was towards the end of our rainy walk, after he'd frolicked with gay abandon in a three metre long muddy puddle, although at least today he didn't go on a bone hunt in the cemetry.

The high point of my day was a lovely lunch with girlie friends, the low point is yet to come - a class meeting at school, it could run for hours, these parents will argue black is white.