Sigh - someone ( guess who ) likes an early start

6am …….
He’s not normally this early waking up but I’ll forgive him pretty much anything.
At time of me doing the write up though he is now back home with Tits McGee . I forgot to blip earlier this evening as I’ve started a crochet project and I got waylaid.
Tomorrow I’m off to look after the ferals ( nephews and niece Eric ) whilst Moonie goes for a *quacks appointment .


* medieval name for a doctor , something to do with the mask they wore which somewhat resembled a beak …. There is a much better explanation but I’m too tired to go look it up properly ;-)) although I actually learned the scintillating fact on one of my ghost tours in town . Sometimes you’ve got to actually do the tourist thing here in Stratford as it makes you quite appreciative of where you live .

PS … I most certainly do not believe in ghosts .
PPS .. but the history was absolutely fascinating.
PPPS… happy to be a tour guide if you visit Stratford upon Avon .