Out of control

So, once again Rosie has discovered a new activity that sends her crazy and deaf and completely out of my control. Now, it’s feathers in the sea. There are loads of then and she ends up miles away, it’s low tide so you can walk for a good mile before the sea reaches your knees but it makes for an uncomfortable few minutes. I think I need to take her for some proper professional guidance.

Busy busy work. I was all absorbed and then Daisy arrived at my office door asking was it time to go swimming now? So off we went to swim 30 lengths each and buy a load of Friday night nonsense from the co op on the way home.