Lucky

Yes. It’s the President’s young dog again. He was a very young puppy when I blipped him last year. He lives in the President’s house and the gardens are open on weekdays. The older dog is apparently alive and well but it’s Lucky who is nosey and, even when the garden is closed, hangs around to see what’s going on.

A sultry hot morning as I walked down to the service in the Cathedral. It clouded over a little (the first of the fortnight) but no problem as I went with a friend from the hotel for an amazing lunch …….fish again. 

In landlocked Staffordshire we just don’t get such marvellous fare……….