A little treat

Another wet morning and little background encouragement to do much. I did take the official Bailey sitter to work at lunchtime and went to the Post Office on the way back to renew my driving licence. So that's another summer job ticked off the list. 

Bailey wasn't allowed to say hello to the plumber this afternoon - he's the only person of his acquaintance who has not been charmed - and definitely sulked for a while after he had gone. I think a very little bit of my ice cream might have put me back in his good books. He has at least stayed next to me this evening, although that might be because I have swapped sofas rather than that he is sticking close.