Thwarted

Today I have felt shite. Which means it's the best I've felt all week. I missed the kids getting off to school but decided to drag myself along the riverbank to see if some fresh air would aid the recovery. The pug hasn't had a proper walk in days and decided to burn off some excess energy by jumping off the riverbank and dive bombing swans. I got off lightly, Mrs S took them out this afternoon and had to remove her gloves to pull something out of his throat - it was a previously enjoyed condom.

It was his first birthday yesterday and I really don't know how the little fucker has survived this long.