Duck and Drake.

Most of today was spent looking for a new car, surprisingly, the mission was accomplished. We are exchanging our old blue model for a newer black one; our requirements are simple: you need to be able to get a trike in the back and you need to get two dogs in the back - though not necessarily at the same time. There was a time when I needed to get a trike and a bed in the back together, but the urge has now passed.
It was noted that we have had six cars up until now, and we have driven all of them, metaphorically, to the scrap yard - even the one that we purchased from new (we advertised as, "Selling for scrap - one careful owner").

This is another dog-walking blip, it's a bit non-pc; you will notice that Mr Drake is standing on a stone in a certain amount of comfort, while his lady wife is going like the clappers through the raging torrent to keep on station. We had seen them in the calmer waters above the weir before we went snowdrop hunting, I have no idea why Herself permitted the transition.

I estimated that the snowdrops will be ready for blipping in a couple of weeks.