Dinner date

We had an Association Annual Dinner and Elbows’ brave Mother joined us. DougsJB wanted to be there too because the speaker was a significant political gentleman.

A good evening. The dinner was in the same golf club we used for the tea after Dad’s funeral and that felt a little strange.

And somehow, Elbows got persuaded to consider adopting a rescued 5-month old lurcher. Said lurcher is coming for a visit on Sunday. I’m more worried about the lurcher’s impact on Tommy the cat than I am about Cholmeley the dog. And I wonder if the chickens will pause laying as a puppy prances around the coop. And how will Theo, our dog-loving-dog-walking elderly friend cope ...?