Shredded

No prizes for guessing the culprit. The last couple of mornings we have found collected bits and pieces in Mr Watson’s basket, some with a couple of chew marks but thankfully nothing major. This little lot was our present this morning. He of course was very proud of himself.

Back to work for me, a quietish day but with an almighty thunderstorm mid afternoon. There was a direct hit on the lightning conductor on the boys hostel that sent sparks flying, as the rain battered down.

Supper out at Doppio’s, another treat by I&S who head homeward tomorrow evening. Where did the time go? It feels like it was just yesterday we were headed to the airport to pick them up.

Thanks again guys.