Daisy

I popped along to see my Dad again today with my cousin Barbara and her dog, Daisy.
Daisy took ownership of the lounge and growled at all the other old codgers as they wheeled themselves in for their pre lunchtime drinks...ooopsie...no harm done.
I had to intervene and help out at the bar as the carer on drinks duty didn't know the difference between whisky and gin :/
All the while, Derek, the deafest old codger treated us to some smashing piano playing. What larks!