Any suggestions where to go and see when we go on holiday to Camarthan? Remembering there will be four dogs in tow!

Once upon a time there was a goblin called Pmurt.

Pmurt was a bigly genius goblin who knew the truth when he said it. Everyone admired him for his flowing golden hair and his beautiful orange skin. Pmurt knew this because when he told everyone that everyone admired him for his flowing golden hair and his beautiful orange skin no-one told him it wasn’t true. That made him very happy.

Pmurt was king of a vast land between two great oceans and bounded by the Gulf of Merry Car to the south and Lake Merry Car to the north. He spent much of his time at his sunny southern palace Merry Lager. Pmurt liked things called Merry because it meant everyone saying the name sounded happy and that was almost as good as him being happy.

The only name Pmurt liked more than Merry was the name Pmurt and he put that name on everything he could in his kingdom. His northern home was Rewot Pmurt, which was a tall tower encrusted with pure gold, but it made him sad that he had to rule the land from a palace he didn’t really like because it was only white, not gold, and it wasn’t big enough to hold his enormous, enormous gold obsession.

So one day Pmurt assembled his courtiers, the Yeomanry of Exceptional Service, and informed them, “Men of YES, go forth to the east and raze what you find there and build in its stead a vast throne room lined with gold befitting my enormous gold obsession. Then build a triumphal arch for the world to see and upon this arch, in huge letters of gold, raise the word ‘PMURT’, that future generations may know which covfefe

Puppy tails - good and bad today! We had a nice walk first thing, then this afternoon I nipped into Tesco for a plant for Mum’s gravestone (ended up spending £25 on other things, of course). Gave both the boys a travel pill, as Shadow was reluctant to get in last time - unlike him. We then went to parents’ churchyard and they stayed in the car while I did the flowers. i had also bought a headstone touch-up pen (courtesy of Temu, around £1.50). A lot of the letters had lost their paint and looked grey and dull, so a quick whizz-over with the pen means it is now legible and 100% better. It won’t last long, but I’ll get some more acrylic or enamel paint and do it properly one day. After that, off to Longslade - a long, long grassy stretch with a disused railway line through it. We parked up, walked halfway along the grassy bit, up onto the top line and back that way. The boys and Indi were really good, meeting a few people and sticking (fairly) close. They loved exploring and stayed out of trouble, apart from getting in a cyclist’s way (silly sod came up behind us full pelt and just swerved through with no warning). Storm nearly had him off!

The bad bit? I was sitting with my coffee, having a rest, afterwards, and they were shrieking and yapping in the garden. I started to get uneasy, went and investigated- first thing I come across? Remote control from the new fan I have just bought. Next? Two naughty black faces, shining eyes and wagging tails, with my phone between them and a chewed corner of the new case I had bought. Bad, bad, bad.

PS - just looked over the arm of the chair - Storm is sitting with my clean knickers in his mouth. That’s the third pair with an additional hole in now. Oh glory, here he goes out into the garden again… excuse me a minute…

Just got myself a bottle of the new aftershave inspired by the Flintstones.

A little dab'll do!!😜😜

I saw a bit about the dog food that's causing dogs to get dry eye. Just looked it up, really horrible bacterial infection from bulgar wheat in Years dog food. Some animals have lost eyes because of it. Only posting about it in case anyone uses this stuff for their pets & hasn't seen the article on BBC this morning.