A tale of two doggies

There are times, and this is one of them, when I do wonder what on earth I was thinking by bringing another dog into our home. Oscar was settling well into being our beloved family pet and recovering from the effects of whatever had chewed away at the inside of his...

Suboptimal

Today has been suboptimal, even for a Monday. I don’t really subscribe to superstitious folklore about Monday as a day to be dreaded, not as a rule. I don’t really look forward to Mondays because they’re a fast day and one I spend mainly at dog...

Dogs are not allowed upstairs

  Nor are they allowed to sneak next door and retrieve fallen pears from the neighbour’s tree and sneak back and eat them surreptitiously on the patio. Nor should they escape through an open side gate and run off down the road to play chicken in rush hour...

What a tip

Unpacking and its first cousin Sorting-Out have never been fun types. If they were people, they’d be the dull sorts you bump into at a obligatory family gathering, with whom you’d make small talk whilst thinking how on earth you’re going to make your...

Butter wouldn’t melt

  Ah yes. Have you ever made friends with someone just incidentally?  You might have got talking to them while marooned and nibbling ostentatiously at the baguette and cheese plate at a friend’s party or they might have been a parent of someone in your...