No Shame

For Basil and me, going to church means going to the open coffee mornings, where Basil is always plied with treats/dog biscuits.

Today, Poppy was there as well. They're both being offered treats and Basil without shame, is standing on his hind legs to accept his morsel.

Home to mount a photo for competition next Tuesday, then, when Len returned, into Loughborough, sans dog, to buy some framing tape and enjoy a pot of tea and gluten free Christmas cake in Tylers.

Len went to the walk-in centre, again, about his leg. The doctor confirmed that he had pulled three muscles in his thigh and that it would take time to get better. He has received better advice about pain control. All of us were woken at 4 am when Len heaved himself out of bed. He didn't moan or groan, but, there was no mistaking it was a man in pain. Ladies will understand what I mean.