Sunday in a ‘van
George had a rough start yesterday morning; I think he’d fought with just about everybody he lives with before 9 a.m. To protect - well, someone, maybe him, maybe the rest of the family - I took him with me when I went out on errands. Do I really need to tell you what my errands involved? You all know what I was looking for. Oh, and paint too 
Half an hour after we left, I’d had a re-think about the decision we’d made yesterday, but not enough of a re-think to actually buy anything. I had more success at the paint-shop, finding exactly what I was looking for - so after coming home and having some lunch, I set about cleaning, pasting and painting the powder-room. With one coat completed, it was already looking much better. I did a second coat this morning, but didn’t have quite enough paint, so I’ll have to go to get some more (which unfortunately means a 40-ish mile round trip). I won’t be doing that this week though, because after lunch we changed our plans for the next couple of days: we had intended to drive up to the caravan on Monday after Scratchy finished work, but we decided to just pack and go today instead.
We need a mini-bus. Seven people, two dogs, equipment for all of the previous for five days plus four bikes and a tricycle… well, let’s just say the acceleration on the car wasn’t quite as good as usual 
We got to the caravan to find our friend J still here. She was preparing to leave, but since she wasn’t expecting us to arrive until tomorrow she was a bit startled when I sneaked up on her
The dogs were tied to the deck while we carried in our bags; Andie pulled hard enough to break the catch on her collar. Fortunately I’d a spare collar with me - a half-check collar, so not ideal, but it will do for Cassie for the next few days, and I’ve adjusted the size of Cassie’s downwards so that it fits Andie.
So here we are, in the caravan, in the rain. The weather forecast for the rest of the week is better; I hope it’s right.
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