I have been ordered by The French Government and my son to stay at home. although I have to admit that my son was a bit behind The Government.
Phew, what a relief. I never have been one of The World's great shoppers, finding the whole business extremely boring, especially Toilet Rolls.
So for the next four weeks, hopefully longer, i don't have to go out at all, except into the garden which happens to be in serious need of a bit of effort after the endless rain and the dog dug it up.
Yesterday I planted 15 Broad Bean Seeds and five Seed Potatoes, all in pots, which the dog hasn't yet discovered how to dig up. In fact he climbed into one of them last week and then couldn't get out. I should have left him there, rotten little swine, but he looked so pathetic that I was moved to rescue him. He has since dug two more blimmin great holes in his relentless pursuit of Badgers. I've told him we haven't got any, but he doesn't believe me.
Can you keep an eye out for him please, Rob. He is an exceedingly beautiful, short haired, snake eyed Dachshund who loves everybody and without a nasty bone in his body. Nope, you can't keep him, but you could hang on to him for a bit, until he grows up, if ever.
This would have been a Blog, if I could get into it, but I can't at the moment for some strange reason, so you will have to forgive me for going a bit Off Topic. The need to Blog occasionally overwhelms me.