IG photo

So Alex was prepping dinner when someone knocked on the door. “Do you have a white dog and a black dog?” They had escaped out the side gate and while Jill stuck to the pavements, Fern was stopping traffic on…

I put her on the window sill so she could see whatever she was looking for

CAEK

A brew and an article for BB before an event. Is this cliché? Do I care?

Afternoon sorted :(

It’s been a fortnight since my surgery, and I’m a little bored of being home! At least the garden is blooming lovely!