You can’t see me

The sun didn’t come out until this afternoon so we sat inside reading the paper.  There was a really interesting and thoughtful article in The Times by Caitlin Jenner (formerly Bruce Jenner) about transgender issues.  So much sense.

Son and partner have been here late afternoon so we walked around the wood and then across the playing fields, where Bailey found the only fox poo on the pitch, and rolled in it.  Apparently tomato ketchup is recommended to clean it off but we don’t have any.  Bowl, Fairy liquid, rubber gloves and a boot brush did a mediocre job but more to be done when they get him home.

Son can talk for England, so I’m now exhausted and slumped in front of the rugby while JJ has gone to fetch a Chinese takeaway.