Boysie, our friends' fox terrier, has gone to the great kennel in the sky and a new angel statue has been added to the dog cemetery for him. After the recent construction of their garden room the ground was barren so I came over with surplus plants from my garden to improve matters.
The weather was good enough for us to lunch out of doors.
I love this sort of easy time spent with friends, with their good food and good-humoured conversations
a certain amount of teasing
and comfortable lazing.
Then something was spotted something coming up the channel
and there was a rush for cameras
What is it that the tugs are pulling?
We'll never know!