Thursday, November 21, 2013
A pessimist, confronted with two bad choices , chooses both.
At last the rain stops and the sun comes out. A day for working in the garden . Angus plants a rose hedge. The PON duo dig .
Sophie trots over, her tail waving like an overzealous metronome and leads me to a hole under the oak trees. Its as deep as she is tall. Least I be in any doubt as to who is responsible she then clambers in and starts expanding her recently excavated handiwork.
Bob sits watching us from the other side of the box hedge. That all to familiar '' should you be doing that Sophie ? " look. A closer examination of Bobs face tells me he may not be entirely innocent.