“What do you mean, Weight Management??”

He ran out of food today so I had to make an emergency dash to the vet, where we get his “special” food. He was delighted as you can see.

I was delighted to get a text from Mrs Smith saying she was coming home a day early. Although as that meant her pal would be driving them back from London in one go I was a wee bit nervous.

When Eve and I got back from her trapeze class, it was still a few hours until Mrs S made it home. I had Prosecco waiting for them (which went down very well. And pretty quickly). Good to have a catch up around the kitchen table and meet her pal too, who is also a writer. My favourite story was of their other pal who has a knackered mobile phone so left chalk messages on the pavements around the streets where they were staying in London directing them to the pub she was holed up in.