It feels odd to have space and peace back in the house, even tho it was knackering I do miss their bustle.
One afternoon I drove us to the rare breeds farm, fortunately no longer suffering blue tongue, as one of its rarities was last year.
It was often a case of beauty and the beast.
It took GG two tries to work out the significance of the electric fence.
So far the World Football Cup is not filling the space, roll on Wimbledon.
