Milton Keynes, land of many roundabouts.

Woken up at 6 by the naughty dog, who was shouting at birds in the garden, drank 2 pints of water and tried to go back to sleep. Couldn't go back to sleep so listened to Steve Allen on LBC being horrible about everyone/ everything through headphones.

Took the boys for a walk then went to see our friend who live on a long boat, they are currently in Milton Keynes. Tracy showed me her new, MASSIVE sewing machine, tried to get King Sugar to look at it but he was too busy talking to Le Crust about cars ( as per).

On the way home we went to a chilli farm and bought quite a few plants and quite a few jars of chilli based stuff. King Sugar is presently eating a big bowl of vanilla ice cream with salted caramel and hot chilli sauce.
Found a baby magpie ( I think), hidden behind the plant pots, was trying to give it some mealworms when Vladimir ( the bad one) got wind of it. He chased it round the side of the house, it managed to escape under the garden shutter door, which meant it was at the front of the house. I went out and looked everywhere, but no sign, couldn't find it anywhere. A shame, I should have liked to train it to like me.