Billy Goat Gruff

‘Who’s that trit trotting past my hut?’

Pilates this morning, dismantled the bed that came out of youngest sons bedroom and repaired the back door lock that Richard had sheared part of a key in. To be fair he was taking youngest son to see a specialist about a groin problem which has stopped him playing rugby. An operation will be required to put him right. Then hopefully he can return to playing.