Kapo, man's best friend and a wasp's worst enemy

The dogs are, once more, being mischievous and Minnie burrowed out of the garden again. She spotted and enlarged a hole that Jan and I both thought would be too small. It was too small for Max but not for her. This meant that the little darlings had to spend the morning in the kennel whilst we fixed the escape route. When will they ever learn? Or, more to the point, when will we ever learn.

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It was one of the hottest days of the year so far today so we finally uncovered and cleaned the pool furniture. However, no job like this is without its danger. We discovered two small wasp nests that were being made within the folds of the tarpaulin and I had to use a wonderful spray called Kapo which can be used to zap wasps from about 6 metres away. Having been stung last year, I'd rather be standing in the next village to spray but I suppose that 6 metres isn't too bad if coupled with a pair of running shoes.
Jan took the plunge this afternoon and ventured into the pool. She said it was bracing. Yeah right! For bracing, read bloody cold!

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For dinner tonight, Jan cooked asparagus, stuffed pork tenderloin and a chocolate pudding with a soft bit in the middle (look, it's late and I'm tired). This was washed down with our white from Domaine Arnal, rosé from Coste Plane and my current favourite red from Domaine de Baubiac. Throw in a Muscat de Lunel with the cheese and everybody went to bed very, very happy!