Juan of a kind

We found the sombrero on a train on the way home from an evening out in Dorking. This was after a rather strange walk from the pub to the station which involved getting lost and discussing politics (at the same time - who says blokes can't multitask?).

Conversations continued back home with The Dizzle and Ms D, although things did get heated. - notably after I said I really didn't care about the anniversary of Lady Di's death. We toasted the late lamented Tigger instead. Scout tried and failed to get into the upturned sombrero. His bottom is just too big.

The working day was silly busy but that is the way of it at the moment ...