Awkward Head

Up early - although not in response to Bailey's twenty-five to six call - we were walking just after eight and I was working half an hour-ish later. A pile of Y11 Merchant of Venice essays marked and 5 pomodoros saw them done. A plan for Y7 tests sorted and other planning for the first part of the week done in time for a late lunch. 

The grass cut and the sweet peas and canes removed after that, with Bailey's supervision. He wasn't to be persuaded to pose for today's blip, pointing determinedly in the opposite direction. 

And tonight he's needed two walks, the second in the dark, before he would finally settle. At least it was well in time for Poldark.