“Hmmmff. Another day of having my needs ignored. Look at that couple over there. Eating sausages for heaven’s sake. Meanwhile, I just get another cold floor and the leash. And they keep expecting me to fetch their bloody balls for them as well.”
A reason we went away this week in particular was that our bathroom was being redecorated so it was advisable to be out of the house. This job was ably undertaken by Catherine, pictured here in the process of grouting our newly tiled floor, and her assistant Simon. All is now back in use and looking much better, so thanks (and money) are due to them both.
A day at home, no work, no responsibilities, no worries. I have no idea how to caption this photograph — so I’m not going to worry about that, either.
Being 42 