Sunday 31 August 2025

We awoke to find Dottie the cat snuggled up on the bed. I think she has been there most of the night, Then, she went outside and killed a mouse. Like a good girl, she brought it inside and put it under the bed. Flashy needed the tongs to recover it. No blood but a good bite mark. This is no pussy, cat.

Monday & Tuesday 1 & 2 September 2025

Grey and bleak today, Monday. We are trying to find a local seamstress to let down the cuffs and take in the waist on Flashy’s £8 Op Shop suit. I bet the alterations cost more than the suit. Well, no it seems. Claire down the road can do it in time and for £20.

Tuesday we drove to the lovely village of Stone. There are seven Op Shops there. Nothing available. So, a nice canal walk along the tow path and a refreshing stout and some chunky chips at the Crown Wharf, overlooking a small marina. Plenty of activity on the canal with canal boats going through the locks and people walking their dogs. Back home in the afternoon before the weather turns grey and cold. I can report that the Shire horses are still in the paddock and the rabbits are still running about. The estate is in safe hands, particularly after Flashy applied some olive oil to the front door lock. The key now works. A small moment of panic, though.

Top left. The dead mouse under the bed.
Luckily, Jenny is bringing some to London.
Oh, how I miss Local Government.
Stone Canal.
Apparently, you can split the "M" as well.

Comments

  1. Graeme6 September 2025 at 23:30

    Flashy needed the tongs to pick up the dead mouse, what the? Flashy has spent too much time around those fancy Europeans, time to come home maybe?

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