Archie goes on holiday!

Pottered about today. JR gave me a lesson on how to pack a suitcase correctly. I seem to have managed for 70-odd years, but it does look much better than my rolled up items, and probably fits more in. Certainly, less creases...

JR was busy, going to the local gym, taking Archie out, going to get her inhaler, going to get her nails done... I watched tennis, booked the taxi (for 4.30am - did I mention that?) put the garden bin out, put the rubbish out, generally mucked around, and had several coffees. Pip came in the afternoon for a couple of hours - his mum went for an interview.

Elizabeth came to collect Archie and all his stuff about 6pm. I meant to take a photo of them at the door, leaving, but I forgot. I should have taken a photo of him sitting in the front seat with the seatbelt on, ready to drive off, but I forgot...

Luckily, Elizabeth sent a photo of him arriving with his belongings at her door. They've gone out for a walk, as the rain has stopped. I'm sure it will all go well, he's no bother really. He'll have a wonderful time, though the weather looks wet all week.