Merlin

My dog-nephew.

We were up early enough this morning to drive past the second house I lived in. We stopped to walk Merlin round the brook where we played.

The funeral was well attended and went as well as these things can.

More walkies in Worcester Woods before visiting our mum's friend for an hour or so. It was interesting to catch up with her children who we knew when we were all school age and had lost touch with.

Not a bad day considering.