I walked along to the shops and bumped into a friend walking her dog. I say her dog, it is actually her teenagers dog, however as I have noticed with numerous families, the kids beg for a pet, the parents give in, the kids are interested in walking, looking and cleaning up after it for about a week, then once the novelty has worn off, it’s the parents who end up doing everything. Mrs P and I have over the years resisted calls for everything from a dog to a rabbit. We did agree to some goldfish once upon a time as a test case, but as I ended up cleaning out the bowl, I believe I’d proved our point and no further pets were purchased. I have to say the lady I was chatting to would happily have turned back the clock and not had the dog.
Then it was back to the painting, and even I feel it’s gone on a bit long now, but the end is in sight. Gave the house a quick once over, then I’m off to collect the youngest and his friend, plus cricket bag. Back to make tea, for which there were two sittings, teenagers first followed by me and Mrs P. Jay-le-taxi then required running the eldest to her show, and the boys to cricket practice, then the evening finds Mrs P and I in alone again, it’s getting to be something of a habit this.
Yours seeing light at the end of the DIY tunnel
Jay
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