Elvis has grown (naughtier!)

An easy drive down from Cherbourg and got home at about 7pm where Mr F and the dogs were pleased to see me.
The garden looks like a war zone, with dead and dying plants strewn about, green tomatoes picked, bitten and abandoned, branches and shoots ripped off and puppy toys in all corners. All due to our destructive puppy!
Time for more of the rhubarb & ginger gin I think!