Dave's Birthday

Poor Dave. Midweek birthdays arnae the best, but when you have been dealing with a distraught wife, and one that has a raging cold, for the best part of a week, as well as a fair sprinkling of teenage girl attitude from a wayward daughter, a rampantly biting puppy and a trip to a pet crematorium just to top everything off on your birthday, that surely deserves a gold medal in patience. Some lovely presents by post and a visit from mum helped break the clouds but the main ray of sunshine was 100% pure puppy.

Happy birthday Dave, here's to a better one next time...oh wait, it will be a Wednesday....