So yesterday's post generated a call from Mother, a chat with big sis, offers of support on FB, a voicemail from a good friend and a long chat (and much needed laugh) with another.
Thanks. All of you. I feel really bad for setting the hares running. But yesterday wasn't great. Not gonna lie. But then my Stu came home and I got a much needed hug. Then some calls. Then my Joe came home for another much needed hug. And more calls and laughing. In other news: yesterday our house went on the market. We had our first viewing today. Someone who wants to live in Timperley. Which is just bloody marvellous as we live in Altrincham. We didn't move the fucking house just for the viewing! And George didn't need to get locked in a dog crate! Anyway - calm. Two more viewings scheduled in. And a plan B for George. No crate. That has been returned. He hated it. He yowled. And as soon as I let him out he scooted up on my knee for a big cuddle. He also did a poo mid-viewing. Superb timing. Tomorrow I am off out with the camera. And on Sunday I am doing an Autumnal shoot at Dunham. And that's it. I'm still here. Didn't shrivel up in a sobbing heap. Hugs and laughs, as ever, saved the day! Today's photo: George having a cuddle post dog-crate.
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Mum
11/2/2017 03:59:17 pm
Just 'Love you'
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