Back home from Dublin...

         ..catching up with the washing (me) and the telephone (him).  Oh how he has missed been parted from his little friend, he has spent the whole day so far on the phone and there is no sign of a pause for breath yet.  Charlotte's sale seems to be staggering forwards.  But Darsh is making lots of very anxious calls to everyone involved. 

      Charlotte- the whole of Newcastle has heard how you ran off to Thailand leaving your poor pensioner Dad to buy you somewhere to live!

     Joe seems to have enjoyed his holiday at home with Bailey, but he is still definately not our friend for leaving him behind.  He looked in his breakfast bowl this morning, picked it up with his teeth and tipped it all over the kitchen floor before stalking out and throwing himself in his basket.  Bailey went out early this morning whilst Joe was in bed and he is not happy about it.
     Poor Sara was poorly over the whole weekend we were there, and feeling no better when we left yesterday.  She went into work, but only lasted about 2 hours before she took a taxi and came back home to bed.  At least Sara and John have got their room back and some peace and quiet now that we have come back home.
     Have been sorting out our pictures from the weekend...

                     .....but the computer is not letting me download the ones I want for some reason...will try again later.