A weekend by ourselves!

Darsh just HAD to go to London, there was some vehicle he wanted to bring back here to repair, sell, park on our drive to rot.... the reasons (excuses) came out thick and fast, his plans changed every few minutes as usual he didn't know whether he was coming or going. In the end he went on the train, but left it so late he had to drive to town cos I was too slow, and he would have missed the train!

After all the upheaval it was lovely to have a quiet weekend gardening, sewing and just sat enjoying the peace of the garden. Got the printer to work, yippee, managed to get some good photos from it, in colour and without stripy heads. John was right, we needed to put proper ink in it, not the cheap rubbish from Tesco. Now I have got several layouts half made and a craft room that even the dog can't squeeze into----not that he cares, he just stands on everything and parks his bottom where ever he fancies.

We have some lovely evenings, so have been going onto Sutton park and enjoying longer evening strolls. At bed time last night I asked Joe if he wanted to go out, he lowered himself gently off the settee and FOLLOWED me to the back door. Normally he throws himself onto the carpet and charges to the door before me - maybe that walk was a bit too far for such an old dog? However he still wanted to go again tonight and didn't really fancy going back to the car afterwards. Now he is flat out on the settee again I can just see his ears sticking out from the cushions. If he gets too exhausted he dreams in the night and I can hear him moaning and wailing in his basket. But Charlotte is still away, so he has taken full advantage of a king size luxury Vi-sprung all to himself, I must change the sheets before she returns and comments on that doggy smell to her bedroom.