Zen in the park
I met this chap while out walking His Highness at lunchtime. He's in the office, the dog not the fellow, for a day or two as BB is off to visit the memsahib in glorious St. Annes on Sea.
After a day of meetings with good people I headed over the Bella's for dinner and an evening of grandpa type of play. Reading a few books, playing the ukulele and hunting for dog poo in the garden - Bella is a bit of an expert in finding dog poo - or so she tells me.
Then home for an early night.
I never really found out what the chap in the park was doing - exercise I suppose.