Hamish the westie. His owner, Lizzie, is the wife of my husband's boss (still with me?). We, i.e. me and the rabble, went over for coffee today, and Hamish kept us all very entertained.
In no particular order, he ran off with:
various small person socks
various small person shoes
a dummy
an empty catfood can
He knew exactly where to hide with his treasures too - just behind the sofa where no-one could quite reach him - very funny indeed. The children all thought he was hilarious. Agatha insisted on having him wrapped in a large furry blanket, which he didn't object to in the slightest.
The kids had a lovely time, were well and truly spoilt with lovely donuts and biccies, and a generally lovely time was had by all.
The afternoon was spent cooking chilli for tea and just arsing about with the kids. We played libraries, which was a new game, and just meant littering the house with books whilst Ruben ordered us all around, telling us our books were overdue.....
Have also found out that there is a supermarket which stocks lots of english products....will be checking this out in the near future. However, due to Paul not leaving me any cash and me not having a bank card yet, I didn't stock up on starbars and bisto gravy today.
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