A very strange thing happened yesterday. Our normal morning routine, is to feed the dogs and let them out , make a cup of tea and then watch the breakfast news in bed. The back door is left open for the dogs to come and go. So it was yesterday. What was strange was that when we got to the kitchen for breakfast, a Rugby World Cup t-shirt, my size, was sitting on the bar with a similar key ring. Ooooh errr. We were reverse burgled. There were no human remains in the garden, so the dogs obviously knew the visitor, either that or they're bloody useless (something we have long suspected) and there was no attempt to rouse us. Despite a couple of phone calls we were still perplexed this morning. Spooky.
Anyway, I mentioned this to William before we left and he told me of a lady he knows who found a pair of strange pyjamas on her washing line one morning!
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On a more sober note, this morning we left for Barcelona. After dropping Josh for his flight home from Nimes, we hit the motorway for a couple of nights in Barcelona prior to a flight to Lanzarote for our third wedding of the year. All will be revealed.
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