I think, if the boys do sort out cloning, that I'd like an Anthea. I have no idea how Mrs H found her, or where, but I'm beginning to think she was actually manufactured specifically for the purpose.
So we biked out to the countryside, and Anthea played dog-taxi, then she looked after all of our bike gear so we could go on a long ramble around the sun-soaked countryside.
The dogs were great, bounding all over the place, having the time of their lives. As was Sherlock.
We all ran amok, but the dogs are so big and excitable that I discovered if you run amok in too silly a fashion, they just accidentally flatten you. And then your husband laughs like a drain. I just didn't see the dog coming - I was halfway through a particularly balletic leap, when WHAM, dog from the side meant I met the turf - luckily not a cow-pat! And then the dog tried to lick me to death - no dog gets to lick me when it's spent half the walk trying to eat rabbit poo, thanks all the same.
Anyway, here are some views.
|Sun dappled woodland.|
|Hills have no right to look this perfect.|
|Windswept. Useful fence.|
Today we met up with Jo and Lisa. Sherlock did ask nicely, and with permission, has poked, felt, listened to and generally sized-up a baby-bump :) Sadly (for him) the little passenger was happily asleep, and not moving about. But still, he's had a lot of questions answered, and has asked to see Jo and Lisa again before the little one comes along, to see how big it gets before it emerges!
We also all ate some fantastic ice cream, drank brilliant coffee, and visited the allotment - I am seriously tired now.
Last night Maf 'helped' me play guitar when I couldn't sleep. She certainly likes swiping the strings more when I've got my headphones on, and it doesn't make a loud noise to scare her. Just a loud noise to deafen me.
She was quite sweet though, allowing me to carry her back to our room. I didn't dare try to leave her in her hanging bed. John told me I was soft, in the head I think he meant.
And as for other people soft in the head... this story shows what a mess our sentencing is in this country. It really makes you wonder why we bother sometimes.