She'd been waiting patiently in the car while I was at a meeting of volunteers at the hospice and afterwards decided we both deserved to lift our spirits and stretch our legs somewhere lovely.
The sun shone, we didn't get terrorised by cyclists, which usually happens at the weekends, and managed a sit down to watch the boats go by and chew a stick - you can guess who did what......!?
from where she lives. We both had fairy cakes and talked about what Marcus and I may or may not do now his freedom is on the horizon. Did I mention that I've also found temporary lodgings for Bella?
Did you find yourself a nice, tasty stick to chew while Bella was watching the boats?
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