I leave the house not long after L and the boys have headed off on their morning walk. Consequently I am still in earshot and I can hear the dulcet tones of barking coming from somewhere down the far end of the street. Of course it may not have been him.
He enjoys his training later and another chance to air his many opinions.
L is out running in Ockbrook and on the way home, I rescue her from Borrowash where she is trying to get a bus home. The next bus is due in twenty minutes. I can get there in ten and, with due respect to the bus, get some pleasurable company for the trip home.
(Monday 1st November)