A dog of leisure . . .

(and the ‘Lamppost Poet’ reaches Rippingale)
 
 
 
 
Quite a good day all told.  Biskit sitting again. 
 
 
Picked up the hound early,
 
took out a mortgage and filled the car with diesel on the way home,
 
took hound for very pleasant walk around the village and encountered the lamppost poetry (at extra),
 
took phone call just after breakfast (about 10.30) and was whisked into Grantham for my chest x-ray at just gone midday.  Had a face-full of lagging when taking samples some thirty odd years ago and it proved to contain ‘blue asbestos’, so the timing is about right (or wrong!) for my recent persistent  dry cough.  Fingers crossed for a negative outcome!!!   Just waiting on the ultrasound on my shoulder now, if the admin had been up to speed I would have had both today.
 
 
A leisurable remainder of day to follow, bangers and mash for tea tonight - Biskit likes a sausage.