Hello there! Hope you had a great weekend and didn’t get too soaked yesterday. I managed to on three occasions – come on July, bring some sunshine!
Henry is loving the wet weather, puddles are his favourite (he zooms from one to the next and back again). He couldn’t believe his luck when Rufus joined in yesterday.
I could probably write a million words recapping the past couple of weeks but I’ll keep it shorter and sweeter instead!
First up, James was away in Germany last week so I was in charge of Henry, who is going through a ‘fun’ teenage stage.
I sent James off with banana pancakes and dropped him at the station before my Mum arrived for a sleepover.
Lunch was a quite frankly huge roast at Aqua, which I highly recommend. Check out the size of that Yorkshire pudding – I was too stuffed to even start it!
Henry was in full-on sass mood once he realised James had gone, my Mum and I couldn’t leave him for two seconds before naughtiness began.
We had a great shopping trip on Monday – I picked up this dress – including a lovely cake fest for lunch.
I’ve been having a little dairy recently and *touch wood* no reaction yet. Maybe gluten was the problem all along? I think that’s a bit optimistic but I’m happy to have cake again!
Mum left on Monday evening and it was weird how empty the flat felt, I made sure to join the group of local dog walkers each morning to prevent cabin fever.
Having Henry meant my week off was hardly relaxing but I had great fun taking him to new places – like the Clifton Suspension Bridge for the first time.
He also met a similar attired woolly animal from the Shaun In The City.There are 70 sheep around Bristol, they definitely keep walks entertaining!
It felt weird making dinner for just one, I kept up the usual meal rotation, with Don’t Tell the Bride (my guilty pleasure!) for company while I ate.
We picked up Henry on the way, he helped us demolish some crisps (and the pub by splashing water the landlord had kindly brought him everywhere..!)
I’d planned to invite Laureen round for coffee the following day but something horrific happened.
Anyway, he dropped a slug (a slug.. a slug.. a SLUG!) in my coffee when I wasn’t looking. I took a big sip and blurgh. Luckily I realised straight away. Grim, grim, grim.
Henry is now very much sleeping on the floor and not near my bed – I don’t want him to drop one by my pillow!
I packed us both into the car on Thursday for a Cotswolds BBQ with my parents, which was utterly delicious.
James arrived home early on Friday morning and had to take Henry to the vet in the afternoon, as he has a sore paw.
We left with a bag of medication and a feeling sorry for himself pooch. Cuddles were in order (when are they not with this dog?!).
The weekend started with some fab pancakes, which were very welcome!
We met up with BFF Rufus to cheer Henry up post-vets – they make each other so happy :)
On Sunday I was lucky to meet up with my BFF too, it was her first time seeing our current flat (we only moved in a few months ago) and of course, the puppy.
It’s hard to say but I think they liked each other!
* Are you a city or a country person?
* Ever had a slug in your food or drink? I can’t be alone…!