The Dog Days

When I got home this afternoon he was stuck to me like glue. In the end Mrs S took him down the field with the whippet as I had a conference call. Well, a failed conference call as the main person I needed to speak to was on the East Coast Trainline. We’ve rescheduled for tomorrow.

Earlier, I’d spent the morning talking about financial stuff. This evening, I’ll be writing words on prompt cards.