Monthly Archives: March 2016
One Year On … The Bond Years
Well, one year on, they kept me. The black wriggler has now grown to be bigger than the old grey bearded angelic one. (The canine one that is, as we now have two looking similar) He who can do no wrong with her Ladyship. (Not the rotund human, always in the doo-doo) Butter wouldn’t melt.
