After a long lie-in until 07:10, the Gorse Fox stumbled down the stairs to be greeted by Jasper's overnight bowel movements. This would not be the Gorse Fox's first choice for the day. With everything cleaned up, the Gorse Fox finally got the chance to wind up the coffee machine and cajole it into dispensing the life-giving fluid that kick-starts the day.
After the usual school escort duty, the Gorse Fox settled down for some breakfast and then to await the usual shopping delivery. This was a little later than usual. It's not a problem in its own right but the knock-on impact is that we hit Sainsbury's when the Zombies are shopping. The Gorse Fox found this immensely frustrating this morning as they shuffled about, blocking aisles, and forming barricades of trolleys so that they could grunt at each other. Somehow the Gorse Fox retained his outward equanimity, even if he had been rolling his eyes and muttering Anglo-Saxon expletives under his breath. He will have to look for his double-headed axe and tuck that away among the shopping bags for next week.
Next on the agenda was a long overdue haircut. Greeted like an old friend, he was ushered to the chair and ministered to until he was satisfied. Perhaps a little shorter than usual, but a good job.
The rest of the day has been spent editing the blog extracts from 2010. In this case, the Gorse Fox was concentrating on our first trip to Thailand and the start of another project at the BBC.
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