There Were Three In The Bed

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

The Prince being here is lovely but we don’t get a lot of time together: partly because his dad wants someone who appreciates golf (ie not me) to watch the Masters with him and partly because he had to decamp to one of the other beds. Murphy (having been allowed in the bed with me for a fortnight) didn’t really fancy returning to his own bed and kept “sneaking”* up which meant no one was getting any sleep!

We managed a cheeky sundowner beer at the kitchen table. A snatched 30 mins of sanity.

C

*like a bull in a china shop.