Sophie positions herself on the wooden garden table. From here she can observe all corners of the garden and make sure we're free of C-A-T-S.
She's still there when the post lady drives up and informs me there's a parcel to collect. 'There's duty to be paid on it ' she adds. Turns out it's Sophie's dog bed. She's never had a fancy bed of her own before but we thought it time she had somewhere warm and padded for coming winter nights. Duty of E61 is levied on it together with E15 for 'processing'. The costs of Brexit.
A little later anger management man appears at the door with a large tray of wild mushrooms. He's been up since dawn foraging in the woodland and has picked rather too many. 'Would we like some ?'. I thank him profusely. He informs me that his eldest boy is grounded. 'He should be studying not fooling around'. Grounding a teenage male and telling him he can't see his girlfriend is sure to work out well. I keep this thought to myself.
Amidst this whirl of activity Sophie opts to do what any sensible PON diva would do - catch up on her sleep. She studiously ignores the new bed.
Should it be pronounced Missouri or Missoura ? :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwL9r7C1CM0