Six Nations weekend


Claire's man, Matt, turned up yesterday afternoon. We've not met before but he seems ok; he brought me my own glass (measly portions but the thought was there) and made me my own G&T, so he can't be too bad.


It was a chilly afternoon, so after we'd been out for a walk with the dogs, we warmed up in front of the fire.

After dinner we all got off early to bed as there were lots of things to do before the Six Nations started. I think I've been to six nations, I don't know if I am involved.



Saturday morning started off with lots of chores, then Matt and I sat down to watch this six nations thing. Turns out it's scarily big blokes chasing an egg and stomping each other. I'm glad I wasn't invited after all. I couldn't make much sense of it, but after a few beers it didn't really seem important.

































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A rude awakening

So there I was, nicely tucked away in my warm cardboard box having a snooze after my travels, when I heard voices: "Sign here" "Oooh he's here sooner that I thought he'd be". Hmmm, I recognised that voice.


I could hear the wrapping coming off my travelling bedroom and suddenly I found myself with Claire. I remember Claire, she almost packed me when she was moving away from White Lodge.
She checked my belongings had all travelled safely, then took a look at me and said "The state of you - you could do with a bath". Charming. I don't suppose she'd look any better if she'd been off travelling the world. The next thing I knew, she chucked me in a soapy warm bath.



At first it was rather nice, like a day at the spa with a free massage thrown in, but then she held my head under the water!! The indignity! I've not seen her for 5 months and she tries to drown me! It's enough to make a dog turn to drink (which I did when she wasn't looking).


Finally I got plonked on a radiator to help me dry off. Her stupid ginger dog, Dudley, was oblivious to my plight. I shouted and shouted for him to get me down, so I could escape, but he just kept on yawning.
Oh well, it looks like I'm here for a bit, so I might as well make the most of it. Fortunately I'm opposite the telly and it's nice and warm up here, so I'll settle down for a snooze and hope tomorrow is kinder to me.





















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