Fresh Fish Thursday

The Fishman arrives in his little white van, in my street anytime between 9.30 and 10 on a Thursday . With me faffing around anywhere in the house Breagha is ordered to be on alert on her perch, which is the back of the chair facing the window. The minute he toots his horn she goes ballistic, howling and barking to let me know. Clever Breagha. She then gets a treat as a reward! Although sometimes she doesn't stop bellowing till I came back from the van!! Not so clever!

Went to a new hairdresser today. I was very Impressed with the cappuccino and warm home made brownie that was given while hair was cut:).