Flight

Funnily enough I am good at this but that’s for the next paragraph.

The Boss tidied up the Garage this morning. This involved phoning My Friend Peter who turned up with his truck and they loaded all the junk that had accumulated on to his truck and he took it away to serve another day.
It was a lovely evening and after T (That’s T for Tea not T for Tussock…OK?) we went stickathoning up the lake. The Boss was relaxed and enjoying the walk. So…I lifted my head…sniffed…sniffed again and fired all the Jato bottles.. I.E Flight. The Boss yelled but I was in drone mode totally locked on to that pile of…….

Did I tell you they have horses that walk along the lake front?

Later, when we returned to The tree, all was serene until a little kiddy decided to chase the ducks. Bless his heart…The Boss said.

The others gathered there with cameras and tripods and no shutter fingers said nothing as The Boss popped his camera back in his bag and walked off.

Fasten your seat belts