Unexpected knock at the door. Farmer Rex clutching a walking stick adorned with a whippet's head, that Len unexpectedly made for man about house.
Len, one wonderful workman who befriended me and whippet, when he and his gang were tarting up the parish church.
They are throwing sand indiscriminately around, I invite them to shovel it into the largest bucket I can find instead, so they decide to make a birthday cake, it takes ages to fill and they forget about throwing sand and sore eyes are avoided. The rest of the morning is spent scooping it all out again. All our totally absorbed and chat together while they work.
Bit of that
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