Jack Russell's idea of heaven

Capet fitters arrived before 9 this morning, so to save everyone's ears bleeding at incessant barking Jack & I walked to St Benedicts Wood. Two hours of exploring, chasing squirrels, playing with doggy chums and falling in the muddiest, smelliest ditch ensued.

After that I sawed through two big branches that needed removing and a thumb that didn't. Then it was off wardrobe shopping. Now all that remains is to plane down two doors that weren't factored in when we chose the extravagant underlay.

Busy old day but 16 bottles of beer have been purchased and won't all fit in the cupboard so I might have to quaff a few.