Good morning everyone! Much more cheerful and to celebrate have made batch of drop scones with raisins. Suitable for all including donkeys.
Thank you for nice hip flasks, reassuring forehead rubs etc. Thumb, I have turned round many many times. Feel slightly dizzy, but luckier. Could maybe have generated some positive energy, like a dynamo?
Daisy, I am sure that DaisyHound is with us in the tea room. Maybe RacingRabbit is in the garden. Hadn't thought of that.
WS seems to have accepted RR's going AWOL, although we just had floods of tears at the feed merchants (I thought of you, CMOT), partly due to my refusal to buy rabbit food, but also partly due to the nice lady who stopped WS dropping a case of cat tins on her feet, when apparently that was exactly what she wanted to do. I was miles away, gazing at sacks of dog food, wondering which was cheapest, or whether dog could be persuaded to forage for herself. Not likely, she's a border collie X; they are not dogs with a great sense of initiative, I fear.
WS cried and cried. The 16-year-old boy serving tried to cheer her up by giving her a cuddly dog, which she decided was just another part of the dastardly plot, making her scream and howl. I felt that any 16-year old trying to engage with a 2-year old should be encouraged, so I lied and said she told me in French she loved it.
Now have parked WS, my very long Pinocchio nose and rejected fluffy dog in front of DVD (not the kind of mother I ever imagined being!) and was thinking what it would be like with two, three or even four of them all producing that same performance. Doesn't bear thinking of!
Purbeck is lovely, Uni, especially Kimmeridge Bay, my favourite seaside place in the world.