Hitting the High Notes

Poppy as I went into Cambridge. We did some shopping and had lunch at Bills. This man was entertaining the crowds in the market square. Yes, he is playing the violin while tightrope walking.
Meanwhile the dogs both had a wash and trim by a lady with a van who came to the house. She made no ‘bones’ about the fact that Bertie was very matted and in a bad way. I feel suitably ashamed.