Managed to fix the back gate, Marie is still hard at work sewing my trousers up properly, with invisible stitches, went for a walk with my two grenades of joy, the dogs, and Amy and Phoenix, a beautiful sunny morning, in which England comes alive. Of course the down side is, when I get back I have to bath both dogs and dry them. They are now in the cages drying off, Ellie is not too keen and is moaning… She doesn’t think I can survive without them right next to me all the time. Freya’s happy as long as she can see the TV from her cage. Small moments like this, make you feel glad to be alive!
now back to the painting.