Behind the eyes

Day started with a realisation that Terraldinho had got up to let the boy out for a wee at 5am and somehow managed to leave the front door WIDE open.

Kinda set the tone for the day as we then met a crazy old woman in the pub that started by saying that boxers were one of the worst breeds in the world and that we only had a half well behaved dog because he was a puppy.

Apparently when he's fully grown he'll become aggressive, unforgiving and hate all other dogs. More importantly he will specifically go for spaniels and never let go of the jugular (if the line she she fed her husband was anything to go) oh and more importantly, what she told her husband was that this was all my thinking and she just innocently agreed...

Annoyed much.

To be fair, anyone that pronounces chorizo, chor-i-zoo needs to be shot anyway.