IRON FENCE.

We’ve been shopping today buying doggie stuff for the French bulldog we’re picking up on Saturday. We’ve decided to call him Dexter now and not Timmy, because my sister had a dog named Timmy. This afternoon Tony’s been putting an iron fence up to stop Dexter from falling down the steps. It’s been a funny day weatherwise, one minute the sun is shining and the next it’s raining. Keep safe everyone.