Mrs T had an office party today; how very dare she, so I gave her a lift to the train station, which interrupted my usual morning walk followed by coffee. This simply won’t do, and means I have to walk the damn dogs early. Yes we’re still got 2, but hopefully not for long, the tenure of Bewler will soon be over, but she returns far more in shape than she was when she arrived; the fat knacker.

This afternoon I spent surveying a fishing pool in the middle of nowhere, about a mile from my house. I took a flask of tea, and some tunes in my car, not much beats that!