What? I wiped my feet...

I can see why Emily despairs of her husband sometimes. Breakfast is served hidden round the garden for the dogs to sniff out. Once or twice a few biscuits have fallen in the dragon's lair which fills up with rainwater. Dave likes to be thorough in his hunt for kibble, snorkelling to check just in case food has sunk to the muddy depths.

I, on the other hand, have been treated to a lovely date day by my husband. More handsome man time to follow as I'm going out for dinner with my sons later.