Mischief

The Silver Vixen was scheduled to be out with her coven at some workshop (How to sew batwings onto a blind newt or caring for your black cat, or something similar). She needed to leave early so Ellie decided to have a lie-in. This pushed the Silver Vixen's time frame a little - but the Gorse Fox was happy to step in.

What should she have for breakfast, he asked himself? Egg, bacon, sausages, hash browns, mushrooms, and baked beans? Maybe not. She had to make do with scrambled eggs and yoghurt. (Not together, you understand - one after the other).Pistol Pete arrived soon after breakfast to pick her up.

The house seemed rather quiet once she had gone. The Gorse Fox grabbed some breakfast for himself and was just heading for the running machine when Ocado turned up. Once everything was packed away he went and did the accounts. That got him thinking about admin and reminded him that we have a pass for the airport lounges. When it was renewed last year, we were meant to re-register. Ooops. He dug out the paperwork and followed the process. Simple enough, except that it is a joint "account" with each of us having our own card... and the Silver Vixen needed to register separately. This required a code sent last August. The Gorse Fox picked up the phone and after a long chat with customer service, he managed to get the Silver Vixen registered.

He's also managed to book a room for our possible trip to Wales. It can be cancelled without penalty so there's no risk, but he felt it was important to get something reserved.

Afternoon, so far, has been spent watching a very heavy shower pass over while he was on the running machine.

That's the mischief he gets up to when the Silver Vixen is away. Talk about living on the edge.