No way

Funnily enough while Eve was pitching for a garden pug ornament at the garden centre we were missing the national pug show which was being held just round the corner from the house. Only realised when we got back and the place was flooded with the little sods. A collection of pugs is called a grumble by the way which is appropriate.

Earlier there had been another bike ride in the morning sunshine and later there was a beer in the garden catching up on the phone with Smithski who has been to see Dad today.

Roast chicken dinner for all and now Footie on the telly.