A Clean Machine . . .

And Biskit
 
Biskit sitting again today, so we had him for the day.  On our way out for our second walk we found one of our older villagers overseeing his lovely old Suzuki GN125 being loaded into a van.  Being a little on the wobbly side he was passing his pride and joy onto his son.  At least it was staying in the family.  We felt the same way when we passed on TAD (our Landi) to Mrs W’s brother.
 
Obligatory shot of Biskit with his second favourite pull at extras.
 
A second carry out this week from the chippy tonight – well I have to take the hound back to Bourne anyway . .  .  (Our excuse and we’re sticking to it!)