Skyfall

One of those satisfying dog walks where the heavens opened just after we’d got back to the car.

On our way out I closed the front door behind us and immediately realised I’d locked myself out. D’oh! So I went round to see if Christina still had a spare key but, unsurprisingly, I hadn’t returned it last time I’d borrowed it. So I called the estate agent and asked if I could borrow the one I’d given them (which, actually was the one Christina previously had) and the young sales negotiator who answered the phone kindly came straight round with it!

PS - Can you see the dragon on the right?