Bookmaker

I think Bailey thought that I was working this morning when I was computer-bound when, in actual fact, I was getting around to creating a photobook of my Pembrokeshire shots. It took a lot longer than expected and Bailey took himself off to bed and stayed there right through until late afternoon. He then required a walk, food and another walk once he had patrolled the garden for another hour or so. The only other thing that I have 'achieved' worthy of note is getting to page 499 of 757 pages of the book that I wish I had never started.