Wee visitor

We had a visit from Rufus today - his mum was off to the optician. He didn’t cry at all! When he first stayed with us he would cry all day, non-stop. And all night. Archie shared his new snuffle-rug with him (Extra) but I fear Archie found most of the treats, as Rufus wasn’t quick enough.

The new bed arrived. A HUGE big box (I’d’ve loved to have had it when I was teaching - so useful) and another box of stuff. However, having done plenty of IKEA assemblies, (though this wasn’t one) I was unfazed. My assistant, JR, was less confident...

It took us over two hours, though 45 minutes was their estimate, which is a total impossibility. It was hard work! But I didn’t have to remind JR ‘Righty tighty, lefty loosey’ - she’s pretty good at DIY now.

I was absolutely stuffed afterwards, and had to lie down on the sofa. JR, meanwhile, had a zoom fitness session.

I took Archie round to the Links for a wee run, and we met a handsome schnauzer, one of the famous Ralphie’s pups (there were 200 last time I heard).

I have been reading the reviews of the Oprah interview and seen clips all day. A predictable smarm-fest. Not sure if I can bear to watch it all again tonight. I wonder how the Palace will respond, for respond they must. I mean - DO Charles and William feel ‘trapped’, as Haz claimed? We need to know whether to abolish the monarchy, set them all free and stop paying for their lavish lifestyles.