Naughty, Very Naughty

I can’t believe it’s been such a long time since I visited my blog. Naughty, very naughty as Pompidou would say. Has anyone else watched Pompidou? I loved it – the kids did too, particularly the first episode.

I was going to say it must be warming up. My little Harleybird planted herself in the pot with the rhododendron and stayed there all afternoon soaking up the sun. Meanwhile, I put my winter boots and my warm dog-walking jacket away. So yes, you can blame me for the temperature plunge.

I recently read Elizabeth is Missing, Emma Healey’s debut novel (recommended to me by my friend Jan – thank you, Jan). It is the first time for a while I haven’t been able to put a book down and I read it over about four days.

The Terrible Twosome like to keep an eye on what’s going on outside. They wag at the postman even when he brings me big brown envelopes and they wag at most dogs, but if they see someone/thing they don’t like (escaped carrier bag/cat-who-beats-Harley-up/threatening looking leaf), the tails go rigid and there’s barking. Lots of barking. Fortunately they seem to like most people/dogs/cats/birds so there isn't a lot of noise - thank goodness.