Silly Biskit

This is a shot I took of Biskit with the sun on the telephone screen . . .
 
It would have been a good one, however it is Saturday.  An earlier shot of the hound is at extra.
 
Mrs W’s brother’s wife’s 70th birthday party today, which we could not attend because of Pauline’s continuing self-isolation.  The daughter and grandkids did the duties, and we had Biskit - I recon that’s a fair swap.
 
A missed photo opportunity when they came to pick up the hound, but we had a very pleasant half hour in the garden with the family.
 
Spotted another wasp nest in our roof.  Mrs W would not let me get the ladder out and climb up the roof to get at it (place under the eves where the wasps were going in and out) so we resolved to call out pest control.  That went into touch as we could buy a long reach wasp nest duster for only double the current call-out charge, so we have invested.  With our current succession of wasp nests it will pay for itself in no time, especially if we lend it out to friends . . .
 
So that’s another Saturday done.  No Liza Tarbuck or Jonnie Walker tonight, so that’s a b*****.  JW’s replacement is not bad though.  Bangers and mash for tea.