Underwhelmed

I do like Sundays.  After a lazy start reading and drinking tea, I took the dogs for their walk at peak time over the common.  There were lots of other dog walkers there and we met and chatted to all sorts of interesting people including another lady with two Westies who was carrying a wicker basket brimful of edible (she assured me) fungi. We also met the knew puppy on the block, Luna, a very cute rescue lurcher-cross. I spent the afternoon at a barbecue with the Easy Riders, eating, drinking and being merry, and this evening I will be editing my third PhD chapter. It's fair to say that Basil isn't particularly enthralled by it as it stands...