Still life

Monty has taken to sleeping in unusual places again.

My day was consumed by domestics and feeling tired. Recovering from all that fresh air and whisky. Did four lots of washing, painted The Dizzle’s wall and cooked haggis for supper. Rather good celeriac mash and whisky sauce if I say so myself.

Did squeeze in a coffee with Strider before he went off for a walk in the New Forest. Bit of planning the future.

Roll on the weekend ...