I Got Chills

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

My mum (Mary doll) decided to treat the Mini Princesses and me to dinner and a trip to the Playhouse to see Grease.

One of our conversations over dinner was about dog care. We are considering using a dog crèche on the days I work. Unfortunately (for Murphy), they only take dogs that have been neutered.

Mary Doll does not approve. Despite the fact that she had our dogs done when we were kids, she considers this to be a crying shame.

The Mini Princesses were a bit bored by this chat until she offered up a suggestion…

'Can't you arrange for him to have, you know, a wee shot first?'

The Mini Princesses eyes went wide with horror and they began studying their cutlery with great interest.

I explained that I was unaware of any dog brothels or the doggy equivalent of cards in phone boxes.

Thankfully for the Mini Princesses, the rest of the evening went without them being mortified by either their mother or their grandmother. Grease was BRILLIANT and we all loved it. There were lots of people dressed up as pink ladies and T-birds and a bit of dancing in the aisles at the end.

'Summer sun, something's begun but oh oh those summer nights'

Hope that isn't stuck in your head now!

C