Hello. My workspace is shrinking, this is the new en suite accommodation for my old boy Bugsy. The bedroom is situated next to the computer with hardly any room for my keyboard. He doesn't seem to want to go into the window sill any more, preferring the soft cushion topped with a towel.
He can almost have breakfast in bed, the food tray is quite close. At the other end of the corridor is the latrine. Any soiled material has to be removed periodically to control stinky smells drifting in my direction. Wee's aren't so bad but poo's need to be disposed of immediately.
Tis very windy today, I went out with the shears and chopped off the tops of the grass sprouting out from between the paving slabs on the drive. The wind whisked up the cuttings and blew it all away across the road.
Have been for a coffee with my friend Irene this morning. She is preparing to move back home to Edinburgh, probably not until Christmas, but they have a lot of stuff to get rid of because they are downsizing. I told her that if she puts anything in a skip, I will come and take it out, ha ha.
Anyway, I'll sign off. I'm off to the Docs shortly, that ugly wart on my cheek has come back. I really don't want to be walking around with a scabby face. Thanks for popping in, we'll catch up soon.