Back in Bristol....

 

     ......for a couple of days to see.....

    We were left to baby-sit for a couple of hours while mummy and daddy went out for the first time alone.  Baby extracted sweet revenge on them by squealing and refusing to sleep for the whole night, you can't imagine how rough the 3 of them looked this morning.

One cold and frosty morning....

.....I was all set to go for a walk, and despite shouting there was no dog.  Walked into the living room and found this....

         ......caught in the act of hiding under his cushions and sheepskin.....

          ....clearly a walk in the cold is NOT on his to-do-list today.
 
     So I took myself off to Ikea instead, for a bit of a look round, and Meat-balls and chips.  The store was so chris-massey and pretty, it almost made up for the meatballs not been as good as they used to be.  All I bought was 2 silver candles, and when I got home he was flat out, snoring under his blankets.
    That stupid bit of hair growing across the end of his nose, there is no way on this planet he will let me touch it, let alone get near with my scissors.