We were planning a day out but with rain like that we changed our minds. Darsh decided to show the whole street up, by being the only one to clean his car. Seeing as he only does it once a year, whether it needs it or not, it seemed a shame to let him miss his opportunity, so off he went.
Charlotte came over on Saturday to go to a car boot sale with us. She bought DVDs, I bought some bedding plants, and Darsh and Alan bought a range of assorted treasures. Matt joined us later, so we went over to New Life, McDonalds and a very late supper in Caldmore.
Joe was keen to take advantage of his favourite doggy-sitter, and sneaked onto his bed.
Matt obviously hadn't seen him the previous night when he came in from hunting foxes and covered in little seeds from the forget-me-nots and looking like he had a bad attack of fleas!
Selina was wondering how to get her forget-me-nots to spread like mine have done. Now you've got the answer, just rub a well seeded dog over the damp soil! Darsh didn't see my note about keeping the delicous smelling animal off the bed...so the following morning the bed room smelt of stale fox and the quilt was full of seeds. And once again, my washing machine has broken, it's relatively new...Dad only bought it second hand about 1986.
These 2 are obviously missing the delights of internet in their little flat, both trying to find cheap flights to Thailand for next month.
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