Better and worse

Woke feeling much more like myself this morning. The restorative power of a good night’s sleep cannot be beat.

Phin is also pretty much back to normal. I let him have 15 minutes off lead walking when we were out at lunchtime and he was so well behaved and happy to be free to snuffle along.

We went to the funeral of a 22 year old daughter of friends of ours this afternoon. Poor R had struggled with her mental health for a number of years and her passing has left her family devastated. The family decided on a very simple service and the humanist led us through it very well.

Miss PHL came round for dinner and to visit ‘her’ dog. It was just the two of us as Mr PHL headed to Dundee for a curry and night of comedy with a friend.

Thanks to cathy1947 for hosting TinyTuesday. I hope this fits the bill of rust and peeling paint!