The Hole Inspectors

What would I have done during my window of opportunity between showers, had it not been for my Hole Inspectors. The pair of them were checking out my digging skills like two old men; tutting about my craftsmanship, and blissfully unaware of the fact that I couldn't dig with them both hanging around.

They even had a brief play session; which means that Bosco has come a long way since he arrived here in November.

Pio was nowhere to be seen.

Several hours later, the inspectors are fast asleep in the sun.

Pio is still nowhere to be seen.

I'm making carrot soup for tea, whilst sorting out my accounting for my tax return.

Off to do my workout now.

Bye all.