Get Unstuffed….

….Sparky gifted me a long lie and only came into the bedroom to jump on my head at 6.30am. He must still be tired after the difficult journey, via the vet, to our new home.

My maw and sis followed the Rio Tweed downstream from their homes in Upper Tweeddale and arrived in time for a beige lunch from M&S Food Hall. Unfortunately, Sparky made a very nearly successful bid for freedom and maw tripped whilst pursuing him. Typical of her generation she played down the injury but I worry that she’ll be stiff and sore tomorrow.

The nearby countryside is calling for me to visit but for now we need to focus on getting the boxes unpacked. Maybe time for a quick spin on the bike tomorrow.