Thirsty

Usually the spudgers take fright and flee into the shrubbery if I so much as raise the camera and point it at them. But this little feller was so happy that kindly uncle Dave had refilled their water bowl that he had his head down and didn't notice me.

I wouldn't say that it was quite 'Taps aff' weather, but at least it was 'Fleeces off'  - first time since I don't know when.

Made a batch of bread pudding. Life goes on, in a fashion.