Form Filling

I started the day with a good walk with Millie. We went down the locks, along Marsh Lane, then up the track to the Caen Hill Cafe and home.

Poor Millie had to "endure" a dunk in the washing up bowl on the patio to clean off the mud. I do not understand her; she loves a muddy puddle, a cold stream and a swim in a chilly, murky canal but gets the hump when offered a splash in warm clean water!

Anyway, there was big envelope from Alz Support in the post. It was full of forms to be filled in respect of my future role with them. Short of my inside leg measurement, they know everything!