Jesus H ..
Why is it when you own dogs you have the joy of picking it all up before you can even dust the mower off ?
Having spent over and hour picking up the dung of three average size dogs that may aswell be donkey's on Blackpool beach. I can happily say that I have just cut three lawns in preperation of my Jollies to Cornwall leaving the ball and chain at home to keep the fires burning.
Not that i didn't want her to go , but on the whole her looks of disgust whilst i sip scrumpy through a straw may be more than my poor nerves can take , thus for a week i will be footloose and fancy free. (Heaven help Cornwall).
The grass has been cut , i re - arranged the furniture in the bedroom , caused myself untold mischiefs but I am on the way to some larks with friends and a drunken stupor .. I may buy myself a new hat (the festival one from last year is a bit dusty).
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