Over the Hedge

Molly and I had a very wet and muddy walk up Rivey Hill, slipping and sliding our way down the other side. Bertie’s not been up for a walk for a few days. He’s got an appointment with the vet for a teeth clean tomorrow so I’ll mention it and see what they think. He’s definitely not himself.
Alfie came charging back through the door at 10.58 am after his driving lesson and put the tv straight on for the 2 minutes silence. There’s not much he doesn’t know about 20th century history, particularly the war years. I’m proud that at 17 he understands the importance of marking the date.
It’s also 22 years since D and I got engaged. Not much celebrating going on; he’s got band practice and I’ve got choir!