It’s already been one of those days today. My mind is clearly on too many things.
First of all, I forgot to put a top on when I went downstairs, inavertently wearing just bra and shorts to let the dogs out.
I realised my mistake only when Ruby gave me a disdainful glare.
I then got out the shears and heartily clipped back eleven lavender bushes – luckily, no errors there, unlike Mr Grigg’s brutalisation of my mallow earlier in the week. Which was deliberate.
(I am seething. It’ll take me a while to get over that.)
I’ve told him to keep his hands off the buddleia. He’s not touching that until the late spring. The butterflies agree with me.
Anyway, lavender clipped and cuttings taken and planted, it was time to take the dogs out for a walk.
With ideas going round my head like the smoke effects at a cheap 1970s disco, I managed to put Ruby’s harness on Edgar and wondered why it wouldn’t clip across his ample back properly.
It was only when he gazed up at me, patiently, with big amber eyes that I realised my faux pas.
That’s two things and it’s only mid-morning. I’m waiting for a third.
So don’t ask me to do anything important.
The best I can do for you is post a picture of Ruby doing her usual trick of staring at the geraniums for minutes on end, just in case a bug crawls out of a pot.
I think I might join her.
Maddie Grigg 