Joey

Sadly Joey has thumped off to the great warren in the sky. All happened very suddenly this evening.

Here in France I am quite useless as MrB and TallGirl cope with all that in Stockton, and CarbBoy in Hereford only has me by video call to comfort him.

Here’s Joey’s second favourite cup, on his best rug for running on, with the rabbits’ sofa behind.

Not much other news. One car wouldn’t start, but the other did. Shopped, made soup.