She is such a sweet and sociable little dog, I wanted her to "bond" with our four, and so far it seems to be going just fine ( although you can't quite work out where one dog stops and another starts) I think she is set to join us on our daily walks on the beach.
"I'll admit I may have seen better days, but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail, "(Margo Channing)
What disaster?
She is such a sweet and sociable little dog, I wanted her to "bond" with our four, and so far it seems to be going just fine ( although you can't quite work out where one dog stops and another starts) I think she is set to join us on our daily walks on the beach.
The argument for being a bit of an anorak
I must admit, on paper all this would leave me rather cold, but I was quite enchanted with the skill,imagination and thought put into Ann's conservatory. The dog (based on Finlay), had half buried his bone amongst the carrot bed, and scattered "dirt" had been carefully placed on his paws and even on the window ledges of the greenhouse.
Inside, she had even placed vine tomatoes (all ripe), next to casually dropped wellington boots, and plant pots and flowers set on shelves looked like something from Homes & Gardens.
I actually think I may go to the exhibition!
another first for me
prepare for the worst

Southern Belles
Rushed blog as I have not had a minute to complete anything today, well anything "on line"Osborne House was lovely last night, ( I had the liver), and today I have constructed the new hen house (below) and went to Flint to buy a couple of handsome Excelsior Leghorns for 20 quid EACH!
Caught Stanley and chucked him in with the newly named Scarlett and Melanie ( anyone seen Gone with the Wind????) Off to Ann and Tims for dinner then off to watch Andrew in the reforming of his 1970's band The Resistance
Not enough hours in the day and working all day tomorrow
scum

Guilty Pleasures
Now I love disaster films.........the bigger the better is my motto; so those old fashioned pot boilers of the 1970's are my yardstick for a successful romp. Towering Inferno & Poseidon Adventure, you remember them, frilly tuxedos, every man in a bow tie and every woman in a tissue paper evening gown or hot pants, battling physical special effects, fire and water and explosions by the bucketful. They were the kings to those second generation disaster flicks of recent times such as The Day After Tomorrow and Cloverfield so it seemed inevitable that the Brits would get on the American bandwagon and produce their own disaster flick. Flood (2007) is the worst disaster film I have ever seen (well just marginally worse than Airport 75) yet I actually found myself enjoying tiny parts of it, albeit rather guiltily!
Carlyle,Gilsig, 2 heroic underground workers an unnamed woman,and father and daughter trapped at a flooded Charring Cross station( This bit was quite well done), but all tension of their escape from the dark was overshadowed by some awful "Americanization" of the rescue centre, with the Prime minister and his advisers all sat at darkened computer monitors, watching the disaster unfold "on line"......"Connie--well actually its Jess",haystacks and a new hen house
I finally got hold of the lady who owns the substantial hen house on the gop and after a bit of negotiation I knocked her down from 50£ to 30£, which I think was a bargain. The coop is worth at least 75£ so I was pretty pleased. When the new hen house/chicken house comes tomorrow I shall have 6 poultry coops up and running. A hen monopoly!
Cleared out the large coop this morning and fully disinfected it against red mite, which is the most disgusting of jobs on earth. I have raked all the dead grass from the enclosure too (the hens remove all the unwanted grass and straw from the pasture) and I couldn't believe how much stuff they can shift
Chris is in Swansea all day today, so won't be back until late, Connie now is called Jess, which sounds just right
Fame

fame at last
http://www.dogworld.co.uk/My-breeds