The plumbers show up at seven thirty to start work on updating the bathrooms. It would have been nice if they'd called to say they were coming.Three vans and half a dozen overall wearing figures appear. The PONs are delighted.
The morose lads trample the daffodils around the well. The well is the morose lads favourite spot for cigarette breaks. The house reverberates to the sound of banging and sawing. There are slivers of croissant at the bakers for the PONs. For them this is turning out to be a quite simply marvellous day.
The wine shop is a canine free zone. The angelic duo have to wait outside. I'm gone for all of three minutes. This is long enough for Bob to do his ' I haven't seen you in weeks ' routine when I return. PONs are not a breed to hide their emotions. Sophie is more interested in whether I've brought anything for her to eat.
Sophie is keen to skip and jump everywhere. I do my best to restrain her from putting too much weight on 'that' leg.
Freshly dug worms provide solace.