Late night photo

After doing some weeding in the morning, and then working a 4 hour shift (my first day back on the "shop floor" after my op), I sat for a while and watched mindless TV.

Then a few minutes catching up with Facebook and Blip.  And suddenly it was nearly midnight.

Here's Fido, looking rather glum.  He knows we're off "up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire".  Despite hefty doses of painkillers, he is now so stiff and sore that it is clearly a struggle to follow us - in fact W has had to carry him up a few times.  Last night he made it under his own steam.

Edit: for those too young understand my reference to wooden hill, see this video: