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Bailey has kept close this afternoon (although he wandered off to a bed not long into the Strictly results). This shot doesn't give an indication of his smart haircut but it does show him using my foot as a pillow. 

His groomer has switched salon which means that we are not limited to Tuesdays (and therefore school holidays) anymore. What we won't repeat is an appointment which means that the world and his wife are trying to get in and out of the most annoying car park on the road of retail parks. Bailey was very pleased to see her when we got parked and she has done a lovely job of him as ever. 

Before the trip out there was a walk in the sunshine before nine (which was actually before ten, really) and some work, organising a seating plan for tomorrow's training day. Hopefully the resulting combinations of people will be conducive to moving some thinking on. 

It'll be an early night to off-set the early alarm.