Lush!

Doggo is driving us all mad trying to chew his rear legs off. This is usually because he needs a vet to stick their fingers up his bottom and give him the famous squeeze. I have booked him an appointment for Monday, hopefully he can delay chewing a limb off until then and L can hold off shoving his paw down his throat to stop him.

I keep up the training by biking to work and then playing squash. This means I’m exhausted by half way through the squash match and don’t offer much resistance in the later games but it’s all about the training.

L runs there, walks the boys and then meets us in the pub.

Then I see announced the return of Lush! Wow.

That's not a reunion I ever expect to see, sadly it's only possible to do a three quarters reunion. Could be emotional! 

It says they intend to a full tour, so I’ll wait for that rather than rushing down to London. Hopefully they will come local. 

(Thursday 1^st October)

Dib Dib Dib

I arrive at the office to find walls being taken now and reconstructed. ‘Wall’ being a bit of a tenuous term considering the Lego like structure of modern offices. They are reshaping our office again and putting it back to how it was two years ago. So that was worthwhile then.

Tickets for Glastonbury’s glamping at Worthy View go on sale at 12 noon. I grab us some five star accommodation for next year’s festival. Dib dib dib. 

Doggo is at the vets tonight, which he takes rather well. He has his booster, an anal squeeze and some roughage. As in a pot of roughage to add to his food thereby bypassing the need for another anal squeeze. The young female vet asks if he could come back so that she can put her fingers up his rear end again in six months’ time just to make sure. Doggo nods his approval.

L heads off to indulge in a good punch up and some weightlifting. We head off dogging.

(Monday 27^th October)