Vendredi 25 Mars

Good morning: it's Friday. It's been a busy week, so far, and today, although slightly different, will be too. No Archie to take for a walk(or to take for a sniff/lick) as David, his owner, is back from the meeting he has been at so there are two of them in that busy busy household: I couldn't ever live their kind of chaos. I don't know when they have time to breath?

So it's just Lola and I until Tuesday, when I set sail for France, to go and enjoy each other's company. She's been super at adjusting - she's taken her foot off the accelerator while Archie slowly meanders through an hour of sniff, lick and unrinate - how different, considering they are the same age, they are.

Luckily they David and Co don't need me at all in the summer - which means I only have Ruby to cater for, as I have already told Dan Jones I can't look after his unruly duo.

Tomorrow Glenn is helping me to bring the tomato seedlings back from 69 to 42 to repot and leave for mum to water while I am gone. 

This evening I have to be back at the flat to await Glenn early on Saturday morning which suggests I should waste time, money and health at Wetherby Brewery with Nick and Co later?

It's 6:30 and I think mum's stirring which means I'll go and get washed, etc., and then go and do stuff in the Greenhouse. She has an Airbnb guest for the next two nights - the first of the year - so I can't stay here on Saturday night. Perhaps I spend another day walking to see if my feet are going to stand up to the next 2 weeks in France?