Diary of an Edinburgher

By LadyMarchmont

Stop thief!

Well, it didn’t take long to get a photo of him stealing the towel. I had to be quick - he was straight to it. It’s a bit of a game with him now, as he just drops it and runs. At least it means that he doesn’t drag his nice bed mat out and wreck it, or chew the new door mat - he chewed the other one. Mind you, the other owners left it, and it probably smelled of CAT.

Underneath most of the kitchen cabinets are toys which have shot there during vigorous play and Archie can’t get them out. I can’t get down that far, and if I could, I couldn’t get up again, so they’ll just have to stay there until JR can be bothered rescuing them.

We went out for a walk round the block. We saw a wee Westie, who wasn’t terribly interested in him. We saw lots of people and he will often stop right in their tracks and watch them go past. They usually just walk round him and stomp on. I don’t get people who just walk by a wee puppy with barely a glance. Two big burly chaps were sitting on a wall, having a ciggie. I was nicely surprised when they made a fuss of him.

On the Links we watched a class out playing sports from the nearby school. I was amazed at how they listened to instructions and walked to the next activity and played sensibly. Never in my teaching career did I have biddable kids like that!

Back home, Archie snoozing, and I got out my new toy - the hedge trimmer - and did the other part of the hedge, which is bigger and slightly wider and harder to reach from our garden side due to big plants. In fact, there was a wee bit in the middle of the top that I just couldn’t reach and I nearly tipped myself into the hedge in my attempts to get at it.

We’re both fed and watered, and one of us has had a play, so now I think we may both watch tennis and doze on the sofa for the afternoon. Come on Andy!

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