Torrential rain. Wilf looked out of the front door, looked at me, then looked at his cosy bed. Decision made. As he settled down he let out a satisfied sigh that said ' wake me when you've got the croissants'. Sensible boy.
The elusive electrician was in the bar talking to the equally elusive joiner. Both of them looked up as I came in. " Bonjour M'Ongoose, Bonjour. Happy New Year ". With that I was wrapped in a hearty bear hug and kissed on both cheeks , first by the electrician, then by his colleague. Guess that's one way of dealing with difficult customers. A parting " we'll see you soon ".
Over dinner on Friday a Russian diplomat, who use to be based at their embassy in London, recites a little poem that he said was Princess Dianas favourite. 'Life is mostly froth and bubble, two things stand in stone ; Friendship in anothers trouble. Courage in your own '. Just a ditty but somehow poignant.
To the vets this morning. Time for more tests to see how the insulin is working. Three pit stops last night. Something is not right.