Supervising

No middle of the night get up last night thankfully but Bailey did determine that we were getting up around eight this morning. We walked the block in the sunshine, home for breakfast and then I settled to work and Bailey wandered in and out of the garden. There were a few jobs done of the home admin variety but I couldn't put off marking a set of Y11 books for ever and there was some planning done too. 

A late lunch and the mowing of the back garden - Bailey assuming is usual supervisory role -  before we walked to the post box and back round by the biggest block. And then I caught up on some missed-in-the-week telly and Bailey snoozed. He has had one more walk this evening but retired to the spare bed very early. And that's his weekend over.