Dog boy

Last night's couch snoozing was rewarded with being unable to sleep when I got to bed so I managed to get up the 1800s in the history of IPA and had the myth of IPA being uniquely transportable to the subcontinent well and truly debunked. Little consolation. So another day to be yawned through at work although everyone else is still the same. At least tomorrow I don't need to get up at 6am.

Preparations for the arrival of the mutt are well advanced so when the (I kid you not) Dog Cottage arrived, Ewan and Ellen just had to climb in and test it out. It's not coming for another 5 weeks.