Old Trevor (94 and still marching 2 miles a day) has conscripted me to do his bedding plants today. Usually it's a job for Animal helper Pat but selfish cow that she is, she has just enjoyed a Mediterranean cruise just at the time when flowers needed buying.
I don't mind at all, as there is something rather relaxing and vacuous in sitting on a wet lawn with your trowel in your hand.
Winnie followed me up to Trevor's bungalow and carefully witnessed every plant being removed from it's container before planting with all of the solemnity of Crown court Judge.
Bulldogs are incredibly curious dogs and take every new job and experience incredibly seriously, especially if they are out in a public place where passers by can be scrutinized and playfully intimidated by an over serious facial expression.