Much as Last Week…

…But with added geese. (Why don’t we say ‘meese’ for the plural of moose? Ah yes. Because the mice have already nabbed that word I suppose).

Isn’t it getting dark early?

I love this time of year but it doesn’t seem to be waiting for me this year! I hope I have some time to notice it before it evaporates.

The poorly Elderly seemed a bit better yesterday. I said so out loud…
‘You’re talking to me as if I were old’…
‘Well - you probably ARE a bit old I think, aren’t you?’
‘Poooh, you’re cheeky aren’t you?’, came the scornful response. ‘I’m not 21 yet’….

So yes. Getting better.

So we’ll grid our lions to do all the worry again another day…. :-)